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