If You Play More Than Two Chords,

Do Re Mi California Is A Garden Of Eden, A Paradise To Live In Or See, But Believe It Or Not, You Won't Find It So Hot If You Ain't Got The Do Re Mi

I Worked In Your Orchards Of Peaches And Prunes. I Slept On The Ground In The Light Of The Moon. On The Edge Of The City You'll See Us And Then, We Come With The Dust And We Go With The Wind.

If We Fix It So's You Can't Make Money On War, We'll All Forget What We're Killing Folks For.

Was A Great High Wall There That Tried To Stop Me. Was A Great Big Sign There Said Private Property But On The Back Side It Didn't Say Nothing. That Side Was Made For You And Me.

I Have Decided Long Ago That My Songs And Ballads Would Not Get The Hugs And Kisses Of The Capitalistic Experts.