Arizona (Re-Record)

She must belong to San Francisco

She must have lost her way

Postin' a poster of poncho and Cisco

One California day

She said she believes in Robin Hood and brotherhood

And colors of green and gray

And all you can do is laugh at her

Doesn't anybody know how to pray?

Hey Arizona, take off your rainbow shades

Hey Arizona, have another look at the world, my, my

Hey Arizona, cut off your Indian braids

Hey Arizona, hey won't you go my way?

Hmm, strip off your pride

Your acting like a teeny-bopper run away child

Scrape off the paint from the face of a little town saint

Hey Arizona, take off your hobo shoes

Hey Arizona, hey won't you go my way?

You gotta follow me up to San Francisco

I will be guide your way

I'll be the Count of Monte Cristo

You'll be the Countess May

And you can believe in Robin Hood and brotherhood

And rolling the ball in the hay

And I would be reading you an Aesop's fable

Anything to make you stay

Hey Arizona, take off your rainbow shades

Hey Arizona, have another look at the world, my, my

Hey Arizona, cut off your Indian braids

Hey Arizona, hey won't you go my way?

Come on, hey

Hey Arizona, take off your hobo shoes

Hey Arizona, have another look at the world, my, my

Hey Arizona, get off your eight ball blues

Hey Arizona, hey won't you go my way?