Remember when the AAA,
Killed a million hogs a day?
Instead of hogs, it's men today,
Plow the fourth one under.
Plow under, plow under,
Plow under, every fourth American boy.
They said our agricultural system was about to fall,
From Washington they sent a call -
Plow the fourth one under.
Plow under, plow under,
Plow under, every fourth American boy.
The price of cotton wouldn't rise;
They said, we've got to fertilize,
So now unless they turn their eyes,
Plow the fourth one under.
Plow under, plow under,
Plow under, every fourth American boy.
They said our system wouldn't work
Until we killed the surplus off,
So now they look at us and say,
"Plow the fourth one under."
Plow under, plow under,
Plow under, every fourth American boy.
Any ignorant mule does know
Better than to step on a cotton row;
But there ain't no mules in Congress, so -
Plow the fourth one under.
Plow under, plow under,
Plow under, every fourth American boy.
Now the polititions rant,
"A boy's no better than a cotton plant."
But we are here to say, "You can't!"
Plow the fourth one under.
Plow under,
(don't you) plow under,
(Don't you) plow under, every fourth American boy.
(Now don't you) Plow under,
(don't you) plow under,
(Don't you) plow under, every fourth American boy.
Writer(s): Peter Seeger, Lee Hays
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