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Gm =355333
Cm =x35543
Dm =x57765
C#m7=x46454
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 (the c#m7 slides into the Cm quickly)
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 Cm Gm
Somebody say a prayer for me (she fades out)
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