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
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 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