Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Lots of folks back East, they say's leavin' home every day
Beatin' the hot, old dusty way to the California Line
'Cross the desert sands they roll a-gettin' out of that old dustbowl
They think they're goin' to a sugar-bowl but here's what they find
Now the police at the port of entry say
You're number fourteen thousand for today
[Verse 2]
Oh, if you ain't got the Do Re Mi, boys, if you ain't got the Do Re Mi
Why, you'd better go back to beautiful Texas
Oklahoma, Kansas, Georgia, Tennessee
California is a garden of Eden, it's 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
[Verse 3]
If you wanna buy you a home or farm, that can't deal nobody harm
Or take your vacation by the mountains or sea
Don't swap your old cow for a car, you'd better stay right where you are
You'd better take this little tip from me
'Cause I look through the Want ads every day
But the headlines on the papers always say
[Verse 4]
If you ain't got the Do Re Mi, boys, if you ain't got the Do Re Mi
Why, you'd better go back to beautiful Texas
Oklahoma, Kansas, Georgia, Tennessee
California is a garden of Eden, it's 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
Written by: Woody Guthrie
instagramSharePathic_arrow_out