Santa Cruz

Heading south the compass reads
 Look at our speed, we're going 63
 Look out the window as the trees go green
 I look at them and they look at me
 I got Neil Young on the stereo
 He comes along whenever I go
 There's something different as I hear him now
 Heading south on a familiar route
 I can feel the lifting of my blues
 I can see you wipe your eyes anew
 I got the feeling I just can't lose
 Pulling into Santa Cruz
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 I got an old friend, he remembers me
 From way back when we were 17
 We've got kids and we're older now
 But when I see him, we're still 17
 I need the beach to set me free
 I need the wind to make me breathe
 I need the water to wash my soul
 I need my loved ones to let me go
 I can feel the lifting of my blues
 I can see you wipe your eyes anew
 I got the feeling that I just can't lose
 Pulling into Santa Cruz
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 Up in the northwest, we've got it good
 A little soggy, but we've got it good
 Can't help thinking that I wish I would
 Move my ass down to Santa Cruz
 I got the feeling that I just can't lose
 Pulling into Santa Cruz
 I got a feeling that I just can't lose
 Pulling into Santa Cruz
 I got a feeling I don't wanna lose
 Pulling into Santa Cruz
 I got a feeling that I just can't lose
 Pulling into Santa Cruz