Well I pulled off the Gravel, with my California dreams
Leaving everything I ever loved behind
Well I left Alabama, but it never once left me
And it's still the only refuge in my mind

Where you gonna be when half of California riots,
Where you gonna run to when the lights go out
Well I won't be hangin' out in California, I won't try it
Buddy I'll be up and headed south

All the women here look perfect, and it hardly ever rains,
And for some folks here I'm sure it's paradise Well I'll dabble
With the fortune, rub elbows with the fame
But I'll be damned if this is where I'm gonna die

Hey where you gonna be when half of California riots,
Where you gonna run to when the lights go out
Well I won't be hangin' out in California, I won't try it
Buddy I'll be up and headed south

I never thought
I'd get to see the inside of a limousine or a beauty
Shop on south Rodeo Drive
Or being sucked into a world where things are seldom what they seem,
Makes you wonder how you'll make it out alive

Yeah where you gonna be when half of California riots,
Where you gonna run to when the lights go out
Well I won't be hangin' out in California, I won't try it
Buddy I'll be up and headed south

Oh buddy I'll be up and headed south