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...