Оригинален текст
Trying to track you down
Is catching up with me, can't you see?
Tourify this town
Make the dirt seem clean as can be
Carousel, come on
Chalk one up for speed; look at me
And you know what stays in my head?
The last thing that you said:
Goodbye, California
Goodbye, California
Never one to say,
"What's coming over me?" easily
Deify the ground
Where my feet now bleed history
And you know what stays in my head?
The last thing that you said:
Goodbye, California
Goodbye, California
I don't know the way to go
And I've only got a guess to go
Whoa, whoa, whoa