kumbaworld
LŽAmerica
The Doors
I took a trip down to LŽAmerica
To trade some beads for a pint of gold.
I took a trip down to LŽAmerica
To trade some beads for a pint of gold.
LŽAmerica, LŽAmerica, LŽAmerica
LŽAmerica, LŽAmerica, LŽAmerica.

Come on people, donŽt you look so down
You know the rain man is coming to town.
HeŽll change your weather, change your luck
And itŽll teach you how to
Find yourself.
LŽAmerica.

Friendly strangers came to town
All the people put them down
But the women loved their ways.
Come again some other day
Like the gentle rain
Like the gentle rain
That falls.

I took a trip down to LŽAmerica
To trade some beads for a pint of gold.
I took a trip down to LŽAmerica
To trade some beads for a pint of gold.
LŽAmerica, LŽAmerica, LŽAmerica
LŽAmerica, LŽAmerica, LŽAmerica
LŽAmerica.