Oh, I owe a lot to Iowa pot, Iowa grown and bred
I never knew such beautiful boo
Grew in this groovy land I'm in, and I'm in-
Debted indeed to Iowa weed, Iowa bred and born, O
I owe a lot to Iowa pot, and that's not just Iowa corn
Contraband in the land of mañana is so ruthlessly reckless to cop
But those Iowans cop what they wanna, standing on a marijuana crop
And it grows in that midwestern section
And there isn't a glimmer of doubt
It would shake a Jamaica connection
'Cause it's cheap, deep, and far fleeping out
Oh, I owe a lot to Iowa pot, Iowa grown and bred
I never knew such beautiful boo
Grew in this groovy land I'm in, and I'm in-
Debted indeed to Iowa weed, Iowa bred and born, O
I owe a lot to Iowa pot, and that's not just Iowa corn
Well, I never did care for domestic. I was always turning it down
But I just smoked a joint so majestic, so fentestic, it's the best stick in town
So you keep your Colombian rip-off, and your shady Canadian scene
For I'd rather be singeing my lip off
On some neat, sweet, Iowa green
Oh, I owe a lot to Iowa pot, Iowa grown and bred
I never knew such beautiful boo
Grew in this groovy land I'm in, and I'm in-
Debted indeed to Iowa weed, Iowa bred and born, O
I owe a lot to Iowa pot, and that's not just Iowa corn