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