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

Come on, people, don't you look so down
You know the rainman's coming to town
He'll change your weather, 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
A-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