California

Man on the corner said, son won't you choose
The life that you're living or this pair of travelling shoes
Well there's a place called California
And the road there is free
So it's off to California for me

The bus is always stopping
And the train moves too slow
So I'm hitchhiking my way to the California coast
Well, I'm leaving my woman
Hell, I'm leaving all three
But there's more in California for me

Well I got a passion for a place I never saw
With its wide open spaces
But no space to have a law
Well the first thing that I'm a doing
Is I'm a cutting down a tree
To make some space in California for me

So boys can't you hear me
I'm new here and it's fair [?]
To show a fella around the town
To get accustomed to the air
Well I've got jokes just for gentlemen
As long as drinks are free
In the first night in California for me

Well I'll be damned if there's no empty land unless I pay
More than what I'd ever have if I kept all I'd saved
Well I won't be searching for California more
A place like California
Just ain't got no room for the poor
But a judging man I've never been
And never will I be
A man of California
So long to California
No more California for me