Bruce Springsteen - Goin' Cali lyrics
[Bruce Springsteen - Goin' Cali lyrics]
Well, he'd been hearing too many voices
And feelin' a little off track
Like there was something big pressing
Down on his back and so he called up his
Friends and they said, 'come on out west
It's a place where a man
Can really feel his success'
So he pulled his heart and
Soul down off the shelf
And packed them next to the faith
That he'd lost in himself
Said his good-byes and when the
Dirty work was done
He turned his wheels into the fading sun
For seven days and nights like
A black-top bird he sped
Maintained radio silence 'cept for
In his head
And just like his folks did back in '69
He crossed the border at Needles and heard
The promised land on the line
Now where the Transcontinental dumps
Into the sea
There's a bar made up to look like 1963
Girl in the corner eyed him like
A hungry dog a bone
As he brushed the desert dust
Off that Mercedes chrome
Bartender said, "Hey, how's it hangin'
Tiger?" he had a shot of tequila, smiled
And whispered "lighter"
He went down to the desert
City where the rattlesnakes play
And left his dead skin by the
Roadside in the noon of day
Sun got so hot, it almost felt like a friend
It could burn out every trace
Of where you been
There was a woman he'd met in a desert song
And a little while later a son come along
Looked at that boy's smile and called it home
And that night, as he lay in bed
The only voice he heard was his own
Goin' Cali goin' Cali
Goin' Cali
And feelin' a little off track
Like there was something big pressing
Down on his back and so he called up his
Friends and they said, 'come on out west
It's a place where a man
Can really feel his success'
So he pulled his heart and
Soul down off the shelf
And packed them next to the faith
That he'd lost in himself
Said his good-byes and when the
Dirty work was done
He turned his wheels into the fading sun
For seven days and nights like
A black-top bird he sped
Maintained radio silence 'cept for
In his head
And just like his folks did back in '69
He crossed the border at Needles and heard
The promised land on the line
Now where the Transcontinental dumps
Into the sea
There's a bar made up to look like 1963
Girl in the corner eyed him like
A hungry dog a bone
As he brushed the desert dust
Off that Mercedes chrome
Bartender said, "Hey, how's it hangin'
Tiger?" he had a shot of tequila, smiled
And whispered "lighter"
He went down to the desert
City where the rattlesnakes play
And left his dead skin by the
Roadside in the noon of day
Sun got so hot, it almost felt like a friend
It could burn out every trace
Of where you been
There was a woman he'd met in a desert song
And a little while later a son come along
Looked at that boy's smile and called it home
And that night, as he lay in bed
The only voice he heard was his own
Goin' Cali goin' Cali
Goin' Cali