The Harmonica Is The World's

Masters Of The Bluff And Masters Of The Proposition, But The Enemy I See Wears A Cloak Of Decency.

Everything Passes, Everything Changes, Just Do What You Think You Should Do.

I Feel Like Falling In Love With The First Woman I Meet, Putting Her In A Wheel-barrow And Wheeling Her Down The Street.

Sailin' 'round The World In A Dirty Gondola Oh, To Be Back In The Land Of Coca-cola!

So I Cut Off My Hair And I Rode Straight Away, To The Wild Unknown Country Where I Could Not Go Wrong.