Arizona

She must belong to San Francisco

She must've lost her way

Posting a poster of Poncho and Cisco one California day

She says she believes in Robin Hood and brotherhood

And colors of green and grey

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 you go my way?

Mmm, strip off your pride

You're acting like a teeny-bopper 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 you go my way?

You've got to 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 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 you go my way?

Come on, hey, Arizona, take off your hobo shoes

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

Arizona, get off your eight ball blues

Arizona, hey won't you go my way