Just about to pack it in Lords knows the condition I've been in, when I got your letter in the mail. Don't know why you picked this time to write to me, but I'm sure glad you did. (Chorus:) Sing me a song so soft and sweeto Guitar, play me back to Sausalito! Every morning in New York I'd wake up and hear those poor birds talk It's enough to bring a body down. I wasn't ready to settle down, to plant my feet, but Lord, I'm ready now. Chorus Instrumental Guitar, play me back to Sausalito! Just got time to pack my bags and say goodbye to disappointment town Just got time for one last look around. (...?*) Heights is where I'm bound Gonna flat my feet and tack them to the ground. Chorus Instrumtal Guitar, play me back to Sausalito!
*Keine Ahnung, welches Viertel das sein soll, in das es ihn zieht; wer eine Ahnung hat möge mir bitte mailen!