California
I've been heading down that western path
Since I left my home the month before last
I packed my things and didn't turn back around
Pacific bound from an eastern town
When I left my home for the open road
The leaves were green and the winds were slow
Now it's getting cold and the winds come fast
Throwing me backwards, shooting stones and glass
But I'm going to make it out to California
I'm going straight and free as can be
Everything I own is on my shoulders
And, everything I had, I will set free
The mud turns to dust beneath my shoes
In the cornfields under a Nebraskan Blue
When I reach Denver, I'll be a mile high
From the smoke in Boulder, I'll be feeling bone dry
But I'm a stone rollin', picking up speed
Trying to make the coast before I freeze
These winter months really got a hold on me
But when I see the sea that's when I'll know I'm free
But I'm going to make it out to California
I'm going straight and free as can be
Everything I own is on my shoulders
And, everything I had, I will set free
But I'm going to make it out to California
I'm going straight and free as can be
Everything I own is on my shoulders
And, everything I had, I will set free
But I'm going to make it out to California
I'm going straight and free as can be
Everything I own is on my shoulders
And, everything I had, I will set free
Since I left my home the month before last
I packed my things and didn't turn back around
Pacific bound from an eastern town
When I left my home for the open road
The leaves were green and the winds were slow
Now it's getting cold and the winds come fast
Throwing me backwards, shooting stones and glass
But I'm going to make it out to California
I'm going straight and free as can be
Everything I own is on my shoulders
And, everything I had, I will set free
The mud turns to dust beneath my shoes
In the cornfields under a Nebraskan Blue
When I reach Denver, I'll be a mile high
From the smoke in Boulder, I'll be feeling bone dry
But I'm a stone rollin', picking up speed
Trying to make the coast before I freeze
These winter months really got a hold on me
But when I see the sea that's when I'll know I'm free
But I'm going to make it out to California
I'm going straight and free as can be
Everything I own is on my shoulders
And, everything I had, I will set free
But I'm going to make it out to California
I'm going straight and free as can be
Everything I own is on my shoulders
And, everything I had, I will set free
But I'm going to make it out to California
I'm going straight and free as can be
Everything I own is on my shoulders
And, everything I had, I will set free
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Writer(s): Zachary Sobel
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