I'd love to be a hippy But my hair won't grow that long I'd love to be a hippy But my hair won't grow that long Just crazy about the way All the hippies carry on He might go up the mountain Tryin' to find a hiding place He might go up on the mountain Tryin' to find a hiding place No matter where you go He's got the long beard all in his face I'd love to be a hippy High up in the hills Down in Mississippi Taking all those hippy pills I'd love to be a hippy But my hair won't grow that long Just crazy about the way All the hippies carry on Now your family will drive you to smoking reefer Make the young girls sniff cocaine Now your family will drive you to smoking reefer Make the young girls sniff cocaine Take a little drink of whiskey Flush the dirt right down the drain I don't wanna be a teacher 'Cause a teacher stays in school I don't wanna be a farmer I wasn't born to work like a mule I don't wanna be a preacher 'Cause a preacher can't have no fun I don't wanna be a soldier So don't shoot me with your gun But I'd love to be a hippy But my hair won't grow that long But I'm crazy about the way All the hippies carry on Well, well, well, well Well, well, well