John Kay (Steppenwolf)
John Kay (Steppenwolf)
John Kay (Steppenwolf)
John Kay (Steppenwolf)
John Kay (Steppenwolf)
John Kay (Steppenwolf)
John Kay (Steppenwolf)
John Kay (Steppenwolf)
John Kay (Steppenwolf)
John Kay (Steppenwolf)
John Kay (Steppenwolf)
John Kay (Steppenwolf)
Oh hey now, baby, wear your walking shoes
Lay down and put on your walking shoes
Your daddy's got the going to California blues
Mama's got 'em, papa's got 'em, sister's got 'em
Everybody's got 'em in the whole of California
Mama dear, I wanna go
If I can't take you, I believe I'll kiss you no more
I'm going to Chicago, St. Louis, I can't sing the old frisky tune
If I ain't here tomorrow, I'm heading for the golden shore
If I can't take you, I believe I'll take the girl next door
Mama, got no time to lose
Don't you know that, baby, we've got no time to lose?
And I won't go down for a clown who suits my clothes
Mama's got 'em, papa's got 'em, sister's got 'em
Everybody's got 'em in the whole of California
Mama dear, I wanna go
If I can't take you, I believe I'll kiss you no more
Hey, I'm going to Chicago, St. Louis, I can't sing the old frisky tune
If I ain't here tomorrow, I'm heading for the golden shore
Yeah if I can't take you, I believe I'll take sleeping for a long time
Mama's got 'em, papa's got 'em, sister's got 'em
Everybody's got 'em in the whole of California
Mama dear, I wanna go
If I can't take you, I believe I'll take sleeping for a long time
Goin’ to California was written by John Kay (Steppenwolf).