Stetson Kennedy

I done spent my last three cents
 Mailing my letter to the President
 Didn't make a show, I didn't make a dent
 So I'm swinging over to this independent gent
 Stetson Kennedy
 Writing his name in
 Stetson Kennedy
 Writing his name in
 I can't win out to save my soul
 Long as Smathers-Dupont's got me in the hole
 Them war profit boys are squawking and balking
 That's what's got me out here walking and talking
 Knocking on doors and windows
 Wake up and run down election morning
 And scribble in Stetson Kennedy
 I ain't the world's best writer, ain't the world's best speller
 But when I believe in something I'm the loudest yeller
 If we fix it so you can't make no money on war
 Well we'll all forget what we was killing folks for
 We'll find us a peace job equal and free
 We'll dump Smathers-Dupont in a salty sea
 Well, this makes Stetson Kennedy the man for me