Tom: Gm Gm Cm Going to calfornia, Gm Cm To live in the summer sun Gm Cm The streets are made of silver, Gm Cm I'm like a rabbit on the run Gm Cm Philadelphia freedom Gm Cm Well, it's not like you have heard Gm Cm The city of brotherly love Gm Cm Is full of pain and hurt Chorus Dm Cm I'm going to California Gm Cm To find my pot of gold Gm Cm Corruption on every corner Gm Cm Hustlers selling sweets Gm Cm baby is home crying Gm Cm While her momma's on the streets Gm Cm Every bodys dying Gm Cm Have heard the news today Gm Cm A women in the Philly is mournin' Gm Cm A bullet took another son away Chorus Dm Cm I'm going to California Gm Cm I'm going far far away (Saxophone bit) Dm C#m7 - Cm Gm x2 Gm Cm I'm going to California Gm Cm To resurrect my soul Gm Cm The sun is always shining Gm Cm Or at least thats what I'm told Chorus Dm Cm I'm going to California Gm Cm To find a better life for me Dm Cm I'm going to California Gm Cm I'll write and tell you what I see Dm Cm I'm going to California Gm Somebody say a prayer for me fade Cm Gm