I don’t remember if it was raining, if it was cold or if was hot
But I’ll never forget the way I felt as I packed that Charger up
I was keeping eyes wide open, slow and steady wins the race
Just trying to keep that old Dodge between the mustard and mayonnaise
So far away. So far away. Come on
Well, the light on the dash told me I was low on dinosaurs
And the Vegas lights told me I was 300 miles short
So I pawned off everything I had for the gas that I’d need
But when I got there L.A. didn’t look like it did on my TV
So far away. So far away.
Chorus
This ain’t paradise, it’s just shitty
The grass ain’t green and the girls I’ve seen are just war paint pretty
Take me home, take me home. Take me back home where the stars I’ll see
are hanging right there in the sky for me
I got a job driving nails in the California heat
And my only gig was an empty guitar case out on the street
But my mind kept drifting back to the way the snow smells when it thaws
This homesick hillbilly needs to hear the Redwing call
So far away. So far away
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