Got them old, Wildwood blues
  Got them old, Wildwood blues
  Wildwood town, some bad news
  Got them old, Wildwood blues

  Drinking beer by the sea
  Giant baseball park by the sea
  Looking like 1953
  Vegetable soup by the sea

  Look, Harvey, a crab!

  Got into town on the 445
  I could hardly wait to arrive
  Local yokel hippies start performing their tricks
  I try to make it out on the 446

  Luxurious accommodations, room and board
  But I take no anger until I fall on the floor
  Baskets, sea shells, anything became my bed
  The local yokels and Jeanie jumped in just the same now