Flowers have died in your hair House of love has declined Must find the change of mood, yeah Older than your wisdom Now desclainsed We dress as if we're devain For a little while Now I'll be new Oh Every now and then I'll go to seek the waters I will dive down deep enough To make the spirits hear We have got the Mrs. Hippie Blues Still wearing the same old shoes And love has gone astray With dreams of yesterday Ah, Ah, Ah Can they lend me your light times? One that birds For peace and love Might be quite naive But it can't be all that wrong Oh Every now and then I seem to seek the mountains Climb up high enough To make my spirit fly Still we've got the Mrs. Hippie Blues Still wearing the same old shoes And love has gone astray With dreams of yesterday Ah, Ah, Ah Uh, Uh Still we've got the Mrs. Hippie Blues Still wearing the same old shoes And love has gone astray With dreams of yesterday Ah, Ah, Ah Mrs. Hippie Blues, yeah, yeah Mrs. Hippie Blues, yeah Mrs. Hippie Blues Oh, yeah Oh, Oh Oh, Oh, Oh