I dressed up in my best  My Ropers and my vest  And waited by the door with these roses  Till you came walkin' in  With your high falutin' friends  So busy lookin' down your noses  Now here you are ignorin' me  Girl I might as well be    Walkin' to Jerusalem  Marchin' with Methuselah  Readin' signs in Arabic  Ravin' like a lunatic  By the time you tell me I'm the one  I'll be stickin' out my thumb  And walkin' to Jerusalem    You wore your boots last night  You kissed me and held me tight  You said you'd always be my cowgirl  But tonight you're hangin' out  With that Christian Dior crowd  So where does that leave me now girl  You're as cold as Polar regions  I oughta join the French Foreign Legion And Go    Walkin' to Jerusalem  Marchin' with Methuselah  Readin' signs in Arabic  Ravin' like a lunatic  By the time you tell me I'm the one  I'll be stickin' out my thumb  And walkin' to Jerusalem    I can see me in a long robe  Studyin' the book of Job and    Walkin' to Jerusalem  Marchin' with Methuselah  Readin' signs in Arabic  And ravin' like a lunatic  By the time you tell me I'm the one  I'll be stickin' out my thumb  And walkin'  By the time you tell me I'm the one  I'll be stickin' out my thumb  And walkin' to Jerusalem  And walkin' to Jerusalem  And walkin' to Jerusalem