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Gone To California Lyrics
I'm goin' to California
To live in the summer sun
The streets are made
of silver
I'm like a rabbit on the run
Philidelphia freedom
Well its
not like you have heard, no, no, no
This city of brotherly love
Is full
of pain and hurt
I'm goin' to California
To find my pot of gold
Corruption on every corner
Hustlers sellin' sweets
Baby is home
cryin'
While her mom is on the streets
Everybody's dyin'
Have you
heard the news today?
A woman in north Phili is mournin'
A bullet took
another son away
I'm goin to California
I'm goin far, far, far away
Goin' to California, yes
To resurect my soul
The sun is always
shinin', shinin'
Or atleast that's what I'm told
I'm goin' to California
There's a better life for me, yes
Goin' to California
I'll write and
tell you what I see
I'm goin' to California
Somebody say a prayer for me
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