New lyrics by Darryl Cherney

with an assist from Robert Parker

(music: "Oakie from Muskogee," "These Boots Are Made for Walkin'," and "Ghost Riders in the Sky")

(D) We don't grow Marijuana in Fortuna

We rip it off from hippies in the (A) hills

We make our living cuttin' old growth forests

And workin' double shifts in all the (D) mills

And I'm (D) proud to be a Stomper from Fortuna

A place where Earth First! hippies ain't (A) allowed

We still shave off dreadlocks down at the jail house

And we broke Mem Hill's nose 'cause we ain't (D) proud

Caulk boots are still in style for manly footwear

Red suspenders make us fancy duds

We go down to Ukiah to play car over

And we drop redwoods just to hear them thud

Now (E) Candy Boak is flyin' yellow ribbons

She'll boycott you if you don't buy her (B7) lie

You'll find her down a Dunkins testing donuts

Or sabbing Earth First! for the (E) FBI

(repeat Chorus in key of E)

(E7) You been messin' where you shouldn't a-been messin'

Organizing workers at the G-P mill

Now (A) Jerry Philbrick's arming all his loggers

Don (E7) Nelson's turned beet red and s'fit to kill

These (D) caulks are made for (E) stompin'

And (D) that's just what they'll (E) do

And (D) one of these days these (E) caulks are gonna stomp all over you

Now if you try to stop logging in Mendocino

Don't be expectin' help from Sheriff Shea

Azavedo's calling out the Nazis

With Charley Stone on Radio KKKK

(chorus)

So if you get a phone call after midnight

Don't be surprised if you're hearing stomper words

We're stapling yellow ribbons to our death threats

And underneath we'll leave a pile of turds

(chorus)

Are you ready caulks, start stompin'!

(Em) An old logger was driving down String Creek Road one (D) day

When (Em) he passed Judi Bari's house he said I can make this pay

'Cause I can win a case of Coors if I burn her hippie shack

And if I (C) burn out one of the neighbors, then (Em) I get a six pack

(Chorus):

(Em) Hippie go (D) home, hippie go (Em) 'way

(C) Stompers (Am) in the (Em) sky (Ahhhhhhh!)

Now there's one job that I know that is really hard

It's sleeping in the driveway as Judi's bodyguard

No Robert don't want to stay out there he wanna come in and hide

He don't want to wake up to stompers in the sky (Ahhhhhh!)

(chorus)

All summer long at base camp, that's where their time was spent

There were 200 hippies to poor to pay their rent

They came to save the forest at least that's what they said

But mostly they just hung around, and listened to the dead

(And waited to be fed)

(chorus)

Copyright 1990 by Darryl Cherney, PO Box 34, Garberville, Ecotopia 95542.

Last verse of "Stompers in the Sky" by Robert Parker