L'America - The Doors

I took a trip down to L’America

To trade some beads for a pint of gold

I took a trip down to L’America

To trade some beads for a pint of gold

L’America, L’America, L’America

L’America, L’America, L’America

C’mon people, don’t ya look so down

You know the rain man’s comin' ta town

Change the weather, change your luck

And then he’ll teach ya how ta… find yourself

L’America

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 L’America

To trade some beads for a pint of gold

I took a trip down to L’America

To trade some beads for a pint of gold

L’America, L’America, L’America

L’America, L’America, L’America

L’America