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l' america
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 rain man is coming to town He'll change your weather, change your luck And it'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