What happened to the sun in California?
Who put all the clouds in Santa Fe?
And the Mississippi River,
Wouldn't recognise Mark Twain
What happened to the birds in Capustrano?
And the San Francisco Bay?
And the great Alaskan waters,
Might never be the same

We have ourselves to blame
We have ourselves to blame
If you want it to remain,
Then let it go untamed
From the deserts to the plains
From Big Sur to the Glades,
If you want it to remain,
Then let it go untamed
Untamed
Untamed

Remember when the whales swam in the ocean?
An' horses ridin' through the plains?
And the kids played in a back yard
Oh, how the tides have changed
But I love to see the sun in California,
Shinin' through a hot September day
An' then maybe all those Swallows,
Might return to stay

We have ourselves to blame
There's no-one else to blame
If you want it to remain,
Then let it go untamed
From the deserts to the plains
From Big Sur to the Glades,
If you want it to remain,
Then let it go untamed
Untamed
Untamed

Untamed