GOIN' TO CALIFORNIA

WELL THE ICY TREES ARE HANGIN' LOW,
AND THE CLOUDY SKIES THEY LOOK LIKE SNOW.
THE WIND IT CUTS RIGHT THROUGH MY CLOTHES,
CHILLS ME TO THE BONE.
MY BLOOD'S TOO THIN TO DO ME GOOD,
AND LEVI JACKETS AIN'T GOT NO HOOD.
I WISH TO HEAVEN THAT I'D NEVER LEFT MY HOME.

NOW I'M STUCK OUT HERE IN THIS FREEZIN' WEATHER,
TRYIN' TO KEEP MYSELF TOGETHER.
I KNOW MY FAMILY'S WAITIN' FOR ME,
THEY ALL TOLD ME SO.
YOU KNOW A WEST COAST KID DON'T FIT IN WELL,
IN A WINTER WONDER ICY HELL.
BUT IT MAKES ME FEEL BETTER JUST TO KNOW.

THAT I'M GOIN' TO CALIFORNIA 
GOIN' TO CALIFORNIA.
NOW I'M GOIN' ON HOME TO SEE MY FRIENDS,
EVERYBODY HEAR ME SING.
I'M GOIN' TO CALIFORNIA,
NEW YORK I WON'T MOURN YA,
WHEN I GO TO CALIFORNIA IN THE SPRING.

WELL FOLKS OUT HERE THEY LIKE THE SNOW,
BUT IT DON'T LEAVE MUCH PLACE TO GO.
AND I AIN'T THE KIND OF GUY,
WHO LIVES HIS LIFE INSIDE.
'CAUSE I LIKE THE FEEL OF A SUNNY DAY,
AND I LIKE TO RUN AND I LIKE TO PLAY.
BUT FOR NOW I WILL HAVE TO LET MY FEELING'S RIDE.

BUT I'M GOIN' TO CALIFORNIA 
GOIN' TO CALIFORNIA.
NOW I'M GOIN' ON HOME TO SEE MY FRIENDS,
EVERYBODY HEAR ME SING.
I'M GOIN' TO CALIFORNIA,
NEW YORK I WON'T MOURN YA,
WHEN I GO TO CALIFORNIA IN THE SPRING. 
WHEN I GO TO CALIFORNIA IN THE SPRING.