Testo di California (Pt. II)

I tell you what i'm gonna do I'm gonna lighten up I'm gonna throw a box of books and my beloved guitar Into the back of my truck and try my luck in California I'm gonna stay away from LA I'm staying far away from there I'm going north of san francisco Into the cleaner air I'm gonna get a little land with the money i've saved And buy an old house that i can work on Where the next nearest neighbor lives miles away I'll never have to mow the lawn (right on) California And when the house is all finished And the garden is grown I'm gonna write you a letter Asking you to come home And i know that you will come Yes i know that you will come 'cause others may know where you been But honey i know where you're from, you're from California