California (I'm Comin')

I was born in the country, lived in the county
Raised on a farm, didn't do nobody wrong
Girlfriend Annabella, she had a lotta fellas
You know she could be drunk, then Lord, it kept me so disgusted

I'm gonna leave, I'm gonna leave
I'm going to California, California

I moved to Alabama, went to Louisiana
Back to Mississippi, Lord, I flew on out to Texas
Got to leave, oh baby, baby got to leave
Everybody know, Lord, that I got to go
Keep on moving, I keep on moving

Now I went on over in Texas, I met a girl named Betsy
She was a good old friend, stuck with me to the end
I got to leave, oh baby, baby (ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh)
Everybody got to go, got to find my love some more
I got to leave (leave)

Keep on searching, trying to find
California stays on my mind
If I have a good time, I'd better get going (I'd better get going)
If I have a beg for it, keep on going (keep on going)

I'm going to California (California), I'm going to California (California)
I'm going to California (California), I'm going to California (California)

I'm packed away (California)
California, I plan to stay
I hope you receive me well, I got a story that I got to tell

You got to be good to me California (California), I'll be good to you (to you)
You got to be good to me California (California), I'll be good to you (to you)

(To you, to you, to you)