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 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...