Lyrics:
Take me back to California
There's nothing I wouldn't do for ya
Falling in love in California
California, yeah yeah!
We can go anywhere you wanna go
Round and round round and round
Too high, can't come down
Too high, can't come down
Too high, can't come down
(Welcome To California)
PART 2 welcome
When you left me in Wisconsin
I drank the California fruit
My truck feels like driving all the way home
These roads keep on winding
My stories keep me
feeling
So if your feeling like I'm feeling
Meet me right where we first met
Beneath the California sunset
And I guess I'm riding alone tonight
Driving
Round and round round and round
Too high, can't come down
Too high, can't come down
Too high, can't come down
(Welcome To California)
Welcome
Up until now, my latest attempt to further my career and kill my past lovers
My life was like loving a truck driver
Waiting for calls while he's
Friday was a fiasco
We were scrambling to make the plane
By the time we touched down in Vegas
Wasn't feeling no more pain
Took a pickup truck
Well I'm a gear jamming cowboy
My friends all call me Leroy
The truck driving son of a gun
Well last night when I left Austin
And headed north to Boston
to California our house was full
Of boxes and there was a you-Haul truck in our driveway.
My friend comes over and says, "Hey, You moving?"
"Nope."
"We
the road, poor boy
Tom Joad come a-walkin' down the road
Tom Joad, he met a truck driving man
There he caught him a ride
He said, I just got loose from
the road, poor boy,
Tom Joad come a-walkin' down the road.
Tom Joad, he met a truck driving man;
There he caught him a ride.
He said, "I just got loose from
Got a green pickup truck down the 805
Driving down this road about a million times
Pass a man and he waves hello
What’s his name?
I don’t know
But
to California our house
was full
of boxes and there was a you-Haul truck in our driveway.
My friend comes over and says, "Hey, You moving?"
"Nope."
My first time on a plane we had so much to gain
We wouldn't have got very far
If your dad didn't get us the car
Driving from Oregon to California
to California our house was full
Of boxes and there was a you-Haul truck in our driveway.
My friend comes over and says, "Hey, You moving?"
"Nope."
"We
to California our house
was full
of boxes and there was a you-Haul truck in our driveway.
My friend comes over and says, "Hey, You moving?"
"Nope."
to California our house was full
Of boxes and there was a you-Haul truck in our driveway.
My friend comes over and says, "Hey, You moving?"
"Nope."
"We
seatbelts baby
It's driving me crazy
Mercedes on the interstate
California license plate
Red seatbelts baby
Little red seatbelt lady
I pray and wait around
Just got on the road again, me and a few of my best friends
And boy we never felt so alive
Fully loaded up the truck and took a left past Winnemucca
Yo i rep that westside california where they put that gun up on ya
We stay blown off that bomb like the unibomber
Fuck karma throw the bullet back
woodchips
step into the Def Jux office auditions like: "sausage"
Jam Master Jay would've shot you (I stopped him)
Sorcerer, nitroglycerin in truck driving
the street
They begin weaving in and
Out of the lumbering
Trucks they get increasingly brazen
Driving doughnuts that leave wide black
Orbs of burnt rubber in
I was driving home early Sunday morning through Bakersfield
Listening to gospel music on the colored radio station
And the preacher said, you know
I was driving home early Sunday morning through Bakersfield
Listening to gospel music on the colored radio station
And the preacher said, you know
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