California

I flew away to California

Ticket away from Oakridge Brown

I thought I'd change seat

I'd changed my mind

And I'd get straight before too long

And I'd be happy

I met a hundred different people

Still I was lonely and as unhappy as I could be

Cause the very first person I met in California

Was nobody else but me

I found a place in Santa Barbaa

I couldn't wait to see the town and so I bought a car

I told myself if I had wheels to get around

That I'd be happy

I went to all famous beaches

Still I was lonely and unhappy as I could be

Cause the very first person I met in California

Was nobody else but me

I'm going back to Tuscaloosa

Where I grew up and ran away

I'll start my life again

I realized it's not the town in which to stay

That makes you happy

The only place to find contentment

Is deep inside you, way down deep, and as for me

Well, the very first person I'll meet in Tuscaloosa

Is somebody who will be

The very first person I met in California

Is nobody else but me

Nobody else but me

Nobody else but me