Well, thousands of folks back east, they say

Are leavin' home most every day

They're beatin' the hot ol' dusty way

To the California line

Across the desert sands they roll

A-gettin' outta that ol' Dust Bowl

They think they're goin' to a sugar bowl

But here is what they find:

The police at the port of entry say

"Hey, you're number 14,000 for today"

CHORUS:

If you ain't got that do re mi, boy

Oh, if you ain't got that do re mi

Oh, you'd better go back to beautiful Texas

Oklahoma, Georgia, Kansas, 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 that do re mi

Well, if you want to buy you a home or farm

That can't deal nobody harm

Or take your vacations by the mountains or the sea

Don't swap your old cow for a car;

You'd better stay right where you are

You better take this little tip from me

'Cause I look through the want ads every day

And the headlines in the papers always say:

(Chorus)

If you ain't got that do re mi, boy

Oh, if you ain't got that do re mi

Oh, you'd better go back to beautiful Texas

Oklahoma, Georgia, Kansas, 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 that do re mi

Yeah, believe it or not, you won't find it so hot

If you ain't got that do re mi