It was the very edge of summer

the air was thin the sky more pale

Dusty roads I remember

Oh so well...

The winds of future blew around us

The owners came to tell their tale,

feelin' like a piece of paper

in a gale.

Go West, go West.

where there's fruit in every place

a smile on every face...

Go West, go West...

Where there's work (so I'm told)

California's never cold,

so Go West...

We sold part' our lives

for 18 dollars...

Bought a Hudson Super-6

Travelled on down the highway

with no rest...

Childhood memories behind us

Grown-up feelings lie ahead,

Asked my Dad why we're going

and he said...

Go West, Go West

Where there's fruit in every place

a smile on every face...

Go West, Go West...

Where there's work (so I'm told)

California's never cold... so,

Go West...