Kyle Rogers - Song for Casy

Going out to California
Yeah the bank stole our land
Going out to California
Oh it'll be so grand

Gonna eat lots of peaches
And live in a little white house
Gonna get all the family there
And figure it all out

Going out to California
Gotta get us a truck
Going out to California
Hope it won't get stuck

There's many miles left to go
And money is tight
Gonna do all that we can
And hope it turns out right

Going out to California
Gotta hide from the law
Going out to California
Feeling bitter in my craw

How can anyone treat folk like that
It's not way to be
Listen to my jaded preacher friend
Maybe he can help you see

Going out to California
Gotta bury our dead
Going out to California
Maybe some folk'll wed

Been forced to walk this crooked road
By good ol' society
Least we still have each other
In that way we're still free
Free

Written by:
Kyle Rogers

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