Michael Nesmith
Hollywood
The sun that's falling from the Southwestern sky
Tells me that I must depart
By sundown today, I'll be on my way
But I'll be leaving my heart

It's not the countryside that appealed to my eyes
It's the spirit that captured my mind
But the things I tried to be made a wreck out of me
Now a different road I must find

These things I think are new
I guess they're really old
It seems that I've done 'em all before
Now to go back to that fork in the road
Takes all the strength of my soul and more

Good-bye, good, good-bye cruel town
You've been a fair-weather friend
Now I will go to some place that I know
Where things don't start just to end

Ah, good-bye, good, good-bye, cruel town
You've been a fair-weather friend
Now I will go to some place that I know
Where things don't start just to end