Blue sky , two lanes are open wide
I love the song of a black top road
Heading away from a simple life
I took some paper
It tasted funny
Way out yonder in complicated California
Slow down, good times
Slow down, good times
A cigarette and tea is all I had to eat
A metal band at Scream was all I heard for weeks
I miss my Chitlins
I miss my Gravy
True love was granted
when they let Me into California...California
Slow down, good times
Slow down, good times
Good friends, young times
Its all part of the shot we're taking
I good friend moved out
hey, the edges had started to sharpen
he referred to it as graduation
Slow down, good times
Slow down, good times