The One On The Right Is On The Left

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
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 This musical aggregation
 Toured the entire nation
 Singing the traditional ballads
 And the folk songs of our land (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
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 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"
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 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 'em 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