They paved paradise, put up a parking lot
With a pink motel, 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, put up a parking lot

They took all the trees, put 'em in a tree museum
And they charged all the people
A dollar and a half just to seem them
Don't it always seem to go
Said you don't know what you've got till it's gone
They paved paradise, put up a parking lot

Say hey farmer, farmer put away the DDT now
And the spots on my apples
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, put up a parking lot

Late last night I heard that screen door slam
And the big yellow taxi took away my old man
Don't it always seem to go
Said you don't know what you've got till it's gone
They paved paradise, put up a parking lot

Don't it always seem to go
You don't know what you've got till it's gone
They paved paradise, put up a parking lot
They paved paradise, put up a parking lot
They paved paradise, put up a parking lot

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Writer(s): Joni Mitchell