Going to California (1/4/71 Paris Theatre)

Spend my days with a woman unkind

Smoked my stuff and drank all my wine

Made up my mind, make a new start

Going to California with an aching in my heart

Someone told me there's a girl out there

With love in her eyes and flowers in her hair

Took my chances on a big jet plane

Never let 'em tell you that they're all all the same

The sea was red and the sky was grey

I wondered how tomorrow could ever follow today

Hills and the canyons start tremble and shake

As the children of the sun began to awake, watch out

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

I'll 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

Ride a white mare in the footsteps of dawn

Tryin' to find a woman who's never, never, never been born

Standing on a hill in a mountain of dreams

Telling myself it's not as hard, hard, hard as it seems, it's hard