Up on the Hill Where They Do the Boogie - John Hartford

Down in the city it’s a pity what’s there

All the kids in the gutter runnin' really bare

How much money do I have to get

To get me set where the jet set gets

Up on the hill where they do the boogie

(dododododododo, the boogie)

I wonder what they’re doin' when they dodo the boogie

And I wonder what I’m doin' here

Down in the city if a-you ain’t dead

You better watch that man, he gonna bust your head

Throw you over and leave you aloone

He’s a-twenty minutes late, He’s gotta be back home

The rat’s in the alley and a roach on the floor

A businessman huntin' for a two-bit whore

I thought I heard some housewife say

I gotta go up the hill for the PTA

A-Some folks say that a hippie won’t steal

But I caught three in my corn field

One had a flag and the other had a bomb

And the third ol' boy was a-gettin' on home

Now all I know about is a-what I read

A-see it comin' at me on the TV screen

Every time they boogie well it gives me a thrill

But they always seem to do it way up on the hill

Dodododododododododododododododododododdo do dodod dodo