(chorus)

Don’t it always seem to go,

That you don’t know what you’ve got ’til it’s gone?

You pave paradise,

Put up a parking lot.

They paved paradise

And put up a parking lot

With a pink hotel, a boutique

And a swinging hot spot

Don’t it always seem to go

That you don’t know what you’ve got

Till it’s gone

They paved paradise

And put up a parking lot.

They took all the trees

And put them in a tree museum

And they charged all the people

A dollar and a half just to see ’em

Don’t it always seem to go

That you don’t know what you’ve got

Till it’s gone

They paved paradise

And put up a parking lot.

Hey farmer farmer

Put away that D.D.T. now

Give me

Spots on my apples

But leave me the birds and the bees

Please!

Don’t it always seem to go

That you don’t know what you’ve got

Till it’s gone

They paved paradise

And put up a parking lot.

Late last night

I heard the

Screen door slam

And a big yellow taxi

Took away my old man

Don’t it always seem to go

That you don’t know what you’ve got

Till it’s gone

They paved paradise

And put up a parking lot.

oh, and me last week!

“Don’t it always seem to go, that you don’t know what you’ve got till it’s gone

they paved Paradise and put up a parking lot.”