Текст: Paul Simon. 1964-1993. Kodachrome.

When I think back on all the crap I've learned in high school
It's a wonder I can think at all
And though my lack of education hasn't hurt me none
I can read the writing on the wall

Kodachrome, they give us those nice bright colors
Gives those greens of summers
They make you think that all the world's a sunny day

Well I've got a, a Nikon camera
I love to take photographs
So Mama don't take my Kodachrome away

If you took all the girls I knew when I was single
Brought them all together for one night
They never matched my sweet imagination
And everything looks better in black and white

They give us those, those nice bright colors
Gives those greens of summers
They make you think that all the world's a sunny day

Well I've got a, a Nikon camera
I love to take photographs
So Mama don't take my Kodachrome away

Mama don't take my Kodachrome away
Don't take my Kodachrome away

Mama don't take my Kodachrome
Mama don't take my Kodachrome
Well, Mama don't take my Kodachrome away

Mama don't take my Kodachrome
Leave your boy so far from home
Mama don't take my Kodachrome away

Mama don't take my Kodachrome
Mama don't take my Kodachrome away