Green is the sea and the forest of trees
California is the place that I'll be

I'll leave behind all the ties that could bind
And get out of the race and be free

And I haven't learned a city term
And ways I used to know
Maybe now I will find my peace
Or quiet

Here are the rows rocky mountains unfold
And the night air is cold and is clean

Bom bom bom bom bom
Bom bom bom bom bom

And I haven't learned a city term
And ways I used to know
Maybe now I will find my peace
Or quiet

I'll leave bеhind all the ties that could bind
And get out of thе race and be free

And be free
And be free
And be free