Dodging Draft Video (MV)

I sat on a train
To a city far away
With thoughts of revolution on my mind
There's talk of a war
And it's coming to my door
So they want me and my rifle joining in

I'll miss her voice in the mornings
I'll sing her songs in the evenings

I've heard of a town
And it's somewhere way up north
Where the man won't see us walking hand in hand
I'm moving us there
Where the winters are not fair
I'll have her and she'll have me and we'll roam free

I'll call her name in the mornings
She'll call to me in the evenings

If they track me down
And they haul me off to jail
Well I promise that I'll write most every day
And I'll think of our girl
As she learns to face the world
Tell her stories of me from my prouder days

I'll miss her voice in the mornings
I'll sing to her in the evenings

I'll think of you in the mornings
I'll hope for you till the evenings