Mary Travers - Conscientious Objector (I Shall Die) lyrics

I shall die, but that is all that I shall do for d**h. I hear him leading his horse out of the stall; I hear the clatter on the barn-floor He is in haste; He has business in Cuba Business in the Balkans Many calls to make this morning But I will not hold the bridle while he cinches the girth And he may mount by himself: I will not give him a leg up Though he flicks my shoulders with his whip I will not tell him which way the fox ran With his hoof on my breast I will not tell him where the black boy hides in the swamp I shall die But that is all that I shall do for d**h; I am not on his payroll I will not tell him the whereabout of my friends nor of my enemies either Though he promises me much I will not map him the route to any man's door Am I a spy in the land of the living That I should deliver men to d**h? Brother, the pa**word and the plans of our city are safe with me; Never through me shall you be overcome