Guess again?

There once was a musical troupe

A pickin' singin' folk group

They sang the mountain ballads

And the folk songs of our land

They were long on musical ability

Folks thought they would go far

But political incompatibility

led to their downfall

Well, the one on the right

was on the left

And the one in the middle

was on the right

And the one on the left

was in the middle

And the guy in the rear

was a Methodist

This musical aggregation

toured the entire nation

Singing the traditional ballads

And the folk songs of our land

They performed with great virtuosity

And soon they were the rage

But political animosity

prevailed upon the stage

Well, the one on the right

was on the left

And the one in the middle

was on the right

And the one on the left

was in the middle

And the guy in the rear

burned his driver's license

Well the curtain had ascended

A hush fell on the crowd

As thousands there were gathered

to hear The folk songs of our land

But they took their politics seriously

And that night at the concert hall

As the audience watched deliriously

They had a free-for-all

Well, the one on the right

was on the bottom

And the one in the middle

was on the top

And the one on the left

got a broken arm

And the guy in the rear,

said, "Oh dear"

Now this should be a lesson

if you plan to start a folk group

Don't go mixin' politics

with the folk songs of our land

Just work on harmony and diction

Play your banjo well

And if you have political convictions

keep them to yourself

Now, the one on the left

works in a bank

And the one in the middle

drives a truck

The one on the right's

an all-night deejay

And the guy in the rear

got drafted