*Songs To While Away The Class Struggle By- Phil Och's "A.M.A." Song"

Click on the title to link to YouTube to hear the above-mentioned Phil Ochs song.

In this series, presented under the headline “Songs To While Away The Class Struggle By”, I will post some songs that I think will help us get through the “dog days” of the struggle for our communist future. I do not vouch for the political thrust of the songs; for the most part they are done by pacifists, social democrats, hell, even just plain old ordinary democrats. And, occasionally, a communist, although hard communist musicians have historically been scarce on the ground. Thus, here we have a regular "popular front" on the music scene. While this would not be acceptable for our political prospects, it will suffice for our purposes here. Markin.

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Markin comment:

This is a continuation of entries for folksinger/songwriter Phil Och's who back in the early 1960s stood right up there with Bob Dylan in the protest songwriting category. The entries on this date testify to that. However, early on I sensed something special about Dylan and never really warmed up to Ochs. His singing style did not "move" me and that counted for a lot in those days. The rest just turned on preference.

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A.M.A. Song Lyrics

G D G
We are the nation's physicians
D G
Yes, we give to our lobbies every day
D B C7
We will fight against disease when the money comes with ease
G D G
And when we get together we say
C G
Hooray for A.M.A.
C G D
And for us doctors gluts of higher pay
G D B C7
If you can't afford my bill don't you tell me that you're ill
G D G
'Cause that's the free enterprise way

We've divided up the sections of the body
Every day we specialize more and more
But we really love to stitch the diseases of the rich
We are sure there is a clinic for the poor
Hooray for the A.M.A
And for us doctors gluts of higher pay
If you can't afford my bill don't you tell me that you're ill
'Cause that's the free enterprise way

And our waiting rooms are getting pretty crowded
It is sad to see our patients sit and bleed
But if you must use our ointment then you must have an appointment
Or who'll pay for those magazines you read
Hooray for the A.M.A
And for us doctors gluts of higher pay, higher pay
If you can't afford my bill don't you tell me that you're ill
'Cause that's the free enterprise way

And now the government is getting too ambitious
Yes, we know they want to socialize us all
Well our oath was hippocratic but with money we're fanatic
So we'll see you in Canada in the fall [1]
Hooray for the A.M.A.
And for us doctors gluts of higher pay
If you can't afford my bill don't you tell me that you're ill
'Cause that's the free enterprise way
AMALGAMATED A.M.A.