Lyrics

California Bound

Detroit Michigan, 1938
They shut the factories down
Boarded up the town
Me and my older brother Nate
Left home on Christmas Eve
Two less mouths to feed
Heard there was work out in Los Angeles
Said goodbye, headed West to

California, California, We’re California bound
California, California, California Bound

Travelin’ old highway 66
Thumbs in the air
Everywhere
Worn out boots and walking sticks
Runnin’ from the dust
The rot and rust
Busted in Tulsa, hoppin’ a freight
Sheriff said “Boys, don’t ya come back this way”

Go to California, California, We’re California bound
California, California, California bound

We got as far as Santa Fe
Christmas ‘39
Beggin’ for a dime
Pneumonia took dear brother Nate
that was all she wrote
Never saw the coast
Now I’m stuck here in Vegas livin’ on the street
I swear to God, everyone I meet is

California, California, California, Bound
California, California, California, Bound

©Rags Rosenberg