I´m goin´ to California
To live in the summer sun
The streets are made of silver
I´m like a rabbit on the run
Philidelphia freedom
Well its not like you have heard, no, no, no
This city of brotherly love
Is full of pain and hurt

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

I´m goin to California
I´m goin far, far, far away

Goin´ to California, yes
To resurect my soul
The sun is always shinin´, shinin´
Or atleast that´s what I´m told
I´m goin´ to California
There´s a better life for me, yes
Goin´ to California
I´ll write and tell you what I see
I´m goin´ to California
Somebody say a prayer for me