California

Sittin’ in a park in Paris France readin’ the news and it sure looks bad
They won't give peace a chance, that was just a dream some of us had
Still a lot of lands to see but I wouldn't want to stay here
It's too old and cold and settled in its ways here –aw but California

California I'm coming home
I'm going to see the folks I dig
I'll even kiss a sunset pink
California coming home

I met a man they called the Grecian Owl, who did the goat dance very well
He gave me back my smile but he kept my camera to sell
Oh the rogue the red red rogue, he cooked good omelets and stews
And I might have stayed on with him there but my heart cried out for you California

Aw California I'm coming home
Oh make me feel good rock 'n' roll band
I'm your biggest fan
California I'm coming home

Oh it gets so lonely when you're walking and the streets are full of strangers
All the news of home you read just give you the blues, just give you the blues

So I bought me a ticket, I caught a plane to Spain,
Went to a party down a red dirt road
There were lots of pretty people there, reading Rolling Stone, reading Vogue
They said "How long can you hang around?"
I said a week maybe two just until my skin turns brown
Then I'm going home to California

California coming home
Oh will you take me as I am
Strung out on another man
California coming home

Oh it gets so lonely when you're walking and the streets are full of strangers
All the news of home you read - more about the war and the bloody changes
Oh will you take me as I am? Will you take me as I am? Will you?
Will you take me as I am? Take me as I am? Will you take me as I am?