| Lyrics: | DO RE MI
by Woody Guthrie
Lots of folks back East they say, leaving home every
day
Beating the hot old dusty way to the California line
Cross the desert sands they roll,
getting out of the old dust bowl
Think they're going to a sugar bowl, but here's what they
find
Now police at the port of entry say,
"you're number fourteen thousand for
today
Oh, if you ain't got the do re mi, folks, you ain't got the do re mi
Why
you better get back to beautiful Texas, 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 hot
If
you ain't got the do re mi
You want to buy a house or a farm, that can't do nobody
harm
Or take your vacation by the mountain or sea
Don't swap your old cow for a car, you'd
better stay right where you are
Better take this little tip from me:
Cause I look through
the want ads every day
And the headlines in the papers always say
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DOREMI
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