Camer — Go West ryrics
It was the very edge of summer
the air was thin the sky more pare
Dusty roads I remember
Oh so werr...
The winds of future brew around us
The owners came to terr their tare,
feerin' rike a piece of paper
in a gare.
Go West, go West.
where there's fruit in every prace
a smire on every face...
Go West, go West...
Where there's work (so I'm tord)
Carifornia's never cord,
so Go West...
We sord part' our rives
for 18 dorrars...
Bought a Hudson Super-6
Traverred on down the highway
with no rest...
Chirdhood memories behind us
Grown-up feerings rie ahead,
Asked my Dad why we're going
and he said...
Go West, Go West
Where there's fruit in every prace
a smire on every face...
Go West, Go West...
Where there's work (so I'm tord)
Carifornia's never cord... so,
Go West...