- published: 02 Mar 2012
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The Almanac Singers was an American New York City-based folk music group, active between 1940 and 1943, founded by Millard Lampell, Lee Hays, Pete Seeger, and Woody Guthrie. As their name indicated, they specialized in topical songs, mostly songs advocating an anti-war, anti-racism and pro-union philosophy. They were part of the Popular Front, an alliance of liberals and leftists, including the Communist Party USA (whose slogan, under their leader Earl Browder, was "Communism is twentieth century Americanism"), who had vowed to put aside their differences in order to fight fascism and promote racial and religious inclusiveness and workers' rights. The Almanac Singers felt strongly that songs could help achieve these goals.
Cultural historian Michael Denning writes, "The base of the Popular Front was labor movement, the organization of millions of industrial workers into the new unions of the CIO. For this was the age of the CIO, the years that one historian has called 'the largest sustained surge of worker organization in American history'". "By the early 1940s," he continues, "the CIO was dominated by new unions in the metalworking industries--the United Autoworkers, the United Steel Workers, and the United Electrical Workers--and 'industrial unionism' was not simply a kind of unionism but a kind of social reconstruction". It is in the context of this social movement that the story of the Almanac Singers, which formed in early 1941, ought to be seen.
Oh, the candidate's a dodger, yes, a well-known dodger,
Oh, the candidate's a dodger, yes, and I'm a dodger too.
He'll meet you and treat you and ask you for your vote,
But look out, boys, he's a-dodgin' for your vote.
We're all a-dodgin',
Dodgin', dodgin', dodgin',
Oh, we're all a-dodgin' out the way through the world.
Oh, the lawyer, he's a dodger, yes, a well-known dodger,
Oh, the lawyer, he's a dodger, yes, and I'm a dodger, too.
He'll plead your case and claim you for a friend,
But look out, boys, he's easy for to bend.
Oh, the preacher, he's a dodger, yes, a well-known dodger, Oh, the preacher, he's a dodger, yes, and I'm a dodger, too. He'll preach the gospel and tell you of your crimes, But look out, boys, he's dodgin' for your dimes.
Oh, the merchant, he's a dodger, yes, a well-known dodger, Oh, the merchant, he's a dodger, yes, and I'm a dodger, too. He'll sell you goods at double the price, But when you go to pay him you'll have to pay him twice.
Oh, the farmer, he's a dodger, yes, a well-known dodger, Oh, the farmer, he's a dodger, yes, and I'm a dodger, too. He'll plow his cotton, he'll plow his corn, But he won't make a livin' as sure as you're born.
Oh, the sheriff, he's a dodger, yes, a well-known dodger, Oh, the sheriff, he's a dodger, yes, and I'm a dodger, too. He'll act like a friend and a mighty fine man, But look out, boys, he'll put you in the can.
Oh, the general, he's a dodger, yes, a well-known dodger, Oh the general, he's a dodger, yes, and I'm a dodger, too. He'll march you up and he'll march you down, But look out, boys, he'll put you under ground.