It was the very edge of summer
   the air was thin the sky more pale
   Dusty roads I remember
   Oh so well...
  
   The winds of future blew around us
   The owners came to tell their tale,
   feelin' like a piece of paper
   in a gale.
  
   Go West, go West.
   where there's fruit in every place
   a smile on every face...
   Go West, go West...
   Where there's work (so I'm told)
  
   California's never cold,
   so Go West...
  
   We sold part' our lives
   for 18 dollars...
   Bought a Hudson Super-6
   Travelled on down the highway
   with no rest...
  
   Childhood memories behind us
   Grown-up feelings lie ahead,
   Asked my Dad why we're going
   and he said...
  
   Go West, Go West
   Where there's fruit in every place
   a smile on every face...
   Go West, Go West...
   Where there's work (so I'm told)
   California's never cold... so,
   Go West...