Back To California

I've been feelin' down in Atlanta

Immobile in Alabam

I'd rather be in traction

Than to be here where I am

Oh you Georgia red clay

And green Virginia pines

I've got to make it home somehow

Before I lose my mind

So, won't you carry me back to California

I've been on the road too long

Take me to the West Coast, daddy

And let me be where I belong

Hey now, Philly, you street city

Been down by the railroad track

I know that you can be a sweet city

But I won't soon be back

Haystack towns and smokestown cities

Are nothin' I want to see

My own house on high ground

Is the only place I want to be

So, won't you carry me back to California

I've been on the road too long

Take me to the West Coast, daddy

And let me be, let me be where I belong

Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah