Arizona

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?

Arizona, take off your rainbow shades

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

Arizona, cut off your Indian braids

Arizona, hey, won't ya go my way?

Mm, strip off your pride

You're acting like a teenybopper run away child

And scrape off the paint from the face of a little town saint

Arizona, take off your hobo shoes

Arizona, hey, won't ya go my way? (Mm)

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 rollin' the ball in the hay

I will be reading you an Aesop's fable

Anything to make you stay

Arizona, take off your rainbow shades

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

Arizona, cut off your Indian braids

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

Arizona, take off your hobo shoes

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

Arizona, get off your 8-ball blues

Arizona, hey, won't ya go my way?

Come on, hey

Arizona, take off your rainbow shades (hey)