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 you look so down
You know the rainman's comin' to town
He'll change your weather
He'll change your luck
Then he'll teach you how to 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
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