I've been feelin' down in atlanta
immobile in alabam
i'd rather be in traction
than to be here where i am
oh, you georgia red clay
and green virginia pines
i've got to make it home somehow
before i lose my mind
So won't you carry me back to california
i've been on the road too long
take me to the west coast, daddy
and let me be where i belong
Hey now, philly, you street city
been down by the railroad track
i know you can be a sweet city
but i won't soon be back
haystack towns and smokestack cities
are nothin' i want to see
my own house on high ground
is the only place i want to be
So won't you carry me back to california
i've been on the road too long
take me to the west coast, daddy
and let me be where i belong