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'm 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...