Sausalito

Just about to pack it in

Lord knows the condition I've been in

When I got your letter in the mail

I don't know why

You picked this time

To write to me

But I'm sure glad you did

Sing me a song so soft and sweet, oh

Guitar, play me back to Sausalito

Every morning in New York

I'd wake up and hear

Those poor birds talk

It's enough to bring a body down

I wasn't ready to settle down

Plant my roots

But, Lord, I'm ready now

Sing me a song so soft and sweet, oh

Guitar, play me back to Sausalito

Guitar, play me back to Sausalito

Just got time to pack my bags

And say goodbye to disappointment town

Just got time for one last look around

Campbell Heights is where I'm bound

Gonna plant my feet and

Tack them to the ground

Sing me a song so soft and sweet, oh

Guitar, play me back to Sausalito

Sing me a song so soft and sweet, oh

Guitar, play me back to Sausalito