Lots of
folks back east,
they say, headin' out every day
Headin' the hot old dusty way
to the California line
Cross that desert sand they go,
they're gettin' out of
that old dust bowl
They think they're goin' to a sugar bowl
But here is what they find
Oh, the police are the port of entry,
say
You're number 14 ,000 for today
Well, if you ain't got the do -re -mi, boy
If you ain't got the do -re -mi
Better go on back to beautiful Texas,
Oklahoma, Kansas, Georgia, Tennessee
California is a garden of Eden,
a paradise to live in or see
But believe it or not,
you won't find it so odd
If you ain't got the dove in me
If you want a house or farm,
that won't do nobody harm
Take your vacation by the
mountains or the sea
Don't swap that old car for a car,
better stay right where you are
You had better take this tip from me
Cause I read it in the wantons every day
And the headlines on the papers al ways say
If you ain't got the do -re -mi, boy
If you ain't got the do -re -mi
Better go on back to
beautiful Texas
Oklahoma, Kansas, Georgia,
Tennessee
California is a god -loving
Paradise to live in,
But believe it or not
You won't find it so hard
if you ain't got the dough
they need