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