I'm goin' to California To live in the summer sun The streets are made of silver I'm like a rabbit on the run Philidelphia freedom Well its not like you have heard, no, no, no This city of brotherly love Is full of pain and hurt
I'm goin' to California To find my pot of gold Corruption on every corner Hustlers sellin' sweets Baby is home cryin' While her mom is on the streets Everybody's dyin' Have you heard the news today? A woman in north Phili is mournin' A bullet took another son away
I'm goin to California I'm goin far, far, far away
Goin' to California, yes To resurect my soul The sun is always shinin', shinin' Or atleast that's what I'm told I'm goin' to California There's a better life for me, yes Goin' to California I'll write and tell you what I see I'm goin' to California Somebody say a prayer for meTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
