Go West

It was the very edge of summer
The air was thin, the sky more pale
Dusty roads I remember
Oh, so well

The winds of future blew around us
The owners came to tell their tale
Feelin' like a piece of paper
In a gale

Go West, go West
Where there's fruit in every place
A smile on every face
Go West, go West
Where there's work, so I'm told
California's never cold
So, go West

We sold part' our lives for 18 dollars
Bought a Hudson Super-6
Travelled on down the highway
With no rest

Childhood memories behind us
Grown-up feelings lie ahead
Asked my dad why we're going
And he said

Go West, Go West
Where there's fruit in every place
A smile on every face
Go West, Go West
Where there's work, so I'm told
California's never cold
So, go West



Credits
Writer(s): Victor Edward Willis, Jacques Morali, Henri Belolo
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