Folks back east they say,

I'm leaving home everyday

Beating the hot old dusty way out

To the California Line

Across the desert sands they role

Trying to get out of that old dust hole

They think they're going to sugar bowl,

This is what they find

Police at the port of entry say

Your number fourteen thousand for today

And if you ain't the do re mi boy

If you aint got the do re mi

You better go back to beautiful Texas,

Oklahoma, Kansas, Georgia, Tennessee

Maybe you want a house or a farm

Not do no body no harm

Just take your vacations by the mountains or the sea

Well don't sell that old cow for a car,

You might just want to stay right where you are

Take a little advice from me

Cuz I read the warnings everyday

And the headlines in the papers always say

If you aint got the do re mi boy

If you aint got the do re mi

You better go back to beautiful Texas, Oklahoma,

Kansas, Georgia, Tennessee

California is a garden of evil

A paradise to live in or to see

But believe or not, you wont find it so hot

If you aint got the do re mi