Do Re Me

Lots of folks back East, they say, is leavin' home every day

Beatin' the hot old dusty way to the California line

'Cross the desert sands they roll, gettin' out of that old dust bowl

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."

CHORUS:

Oh, if you ain't got the do re mi, folks, you ain't got the do re mi

Why, you better go 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 hot

If you ain't got the do re mi

You want to buy you a home or a 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 better stay right where you are

Better take this little tip from me

'Cause I look through the want ads every day

But the headlines on the papers always say:

If you ain't got the do re mi, boys, you ain't got the do re mi

Why, you better go 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 hot

If you ain't got the do re mi