Doe, Re, Mi

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 ain't 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 ain't got the do re mi boy
If you ain't 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 won't find it so hot
If you aint got the do re mi