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Gone To California

Goin' to California
To live in the summer sun
The streets are made of silver
I'm like a rabbit on the run

Philadelphia freedom
Well it's not like you have heard
The city of brotherly love is full of pain and hurt
Goin' to California to find my pot of gold

Corruption on every corner
Hustlers selling sweets
Baby is home crying
While her momma's on the street

Everybody's dying, have you heard the news today?
A woman in north Philly is mourning
The bullet took another son away
I'm goin' to California, I'm going far, far away

I'm going to California to resurrect my soul
The sun is always shining or at least that's what I'm told
Going to California there's a better life for me
Goin' to California I'll write and tell you what I see
Goin' to California somebody say a prayer for me