Ganja, ganja, when will those cops all disappear?
Ganja, ganja, I hope they don't find you here!
With a bong pipe in my shoe and some papers in my coat,
You can't say I'm petrified,
But ganja, ganja, you can say they'll have my hide.
Ganja, you're wonderful, but ain't it time we said good-bye?
Ganja, I still love you, and you've helped me not go blind,
All the cancer that I had seemed to all go up in smoke.
But now I have to ask, with tears,
Ganja, ganja, where will it lead us from here?

Oh, ganja, don't you know, we at NORML don't get far,
'Cause nobody thinks we are.
So ganja, ganja, looks like we must say farewell.
The no-voters in our state won the referendum well,
They told us to go to Hell.
But ganja, I still love to smoke you,
Everywhere I go I crave your high.
There ain't a cigarette as good as you,
And there are few I haven't tried.
But ganja, ganja, couldn't get you legalized
Ganja, ganja, you can't say we never tried