Versuri 13. Gone to California

I'm goin' to California 
To live in the summer sun, yea 
The streets are made of silver 
I'm like a rabbit on the run 
Philidelphia freedom 
Well it's not like you have heard 
No, no, no 
This city of brotherly love 
Is full of pain and hurt 
Yea, ooo 
 
I'm goin' to California 
To find my pot of gold 
Corruption on every corner 
Hustlers sellin' sweets 
Baby is home cryin' 
While her mom is on the streets 
Everybody's dyin' 
Have you heard the news today? 
A woman in North Phili is mournin' 
A bullet took another son away, why? 
 
I'm goin' to California 
I'm goin' far, far, far away 
 
Yea, daa 
Hmm, hmm, hmm 
Yea yea ee yea, yea 
Do, do, do, do 
Do, do, do, do 
 
Goin' to California, yes 
To resurrect my soul 
The sun is always shinin', shinin' 
Or atleast that's what I'm told 
I'm goin' to California 
  (Somebody) 
There's a better life for me, yes 
Goin' to California 
  (Goin' to California) 
I'll write and tell you what I see 
I'm goin' to California, ha aaa 
Somebody say a prayer for me 
(I'm goin' to California) 
Goin' fast as I can