Going to California

Spent my days with a woman unkind

Smoked my stuff and drank all my wine

Made up my mind to make a new start

Going to california with an aching in my heart

Someone told me theres a girl out there

With love in her eyes and flowers in her hair

Took my chances on a big jet plane

Never let them tell you that theyre all the same

The sea was red and the sky was grey

Wondered how tomorrow could ever follow today

The mountains and the canyons started to tremble and shake

As the children of the sun began to awake

Seems that the wrath of the gods

Got a punch on the nose and it started to flow;

I think I might be sinking

Throw me a line if I reach it in time

Ill meet you up there where the path

Runs straight and high

To find a queen without a king;

They say she plays guitar and cries and sings

La la la la

Ride a white mare in the footsteps of dawn

Tryin to find a woman whos never, never, never been born

Standing on a hill in my mountain of dreams

Telling myself its not as hard, hard, hard as it seems