Tom: Gm

        Gm        Cm
Going to calfornia, 
                    Gm     Cm
To live in the summer sun
  Gm                        Cm
The streets are made of silver, 
                       Gm         Cm
I'm like a rabbit on the run
                Gm     Cm
Philadelphia freedom
                              Gm    Cm
Well, it's not like you have heard
Gm                          Cm
The city of brotherly love
                    Gm      Cm
Is full of pain and hurt
 
Chorus
 

Dm                        Cm
I'm going to California
                  Gm       Cm
To find my pot of gold 
 

                    Gm      Cm
Corruption on every corner
                  Gm      Cm
Hustlers selling sweets
Gm                 Cm
baby is home crying
                          Gm       Cm
While her momma's on the streets
             Gm    Cm
Every bodys dying 
                    Gm      Cm
Have heard the news today
Gm                                 Cm
A women in the Philly is mournin'
                           Gm       Cm
A bullet took another son away
 
Chorus
 

Dm                      Cm
I'm going to California
                 Gm      Cm
I'm going far far away
 
(Saxophone bit)
 

Dm     C#m7 - Cm  Gm x2   
 
                 Gm       Cm
I'm going to California
                 Gm      Cm
To resurrect my soul
Gm                        Cm
The sun is always shining
                            Gm       Cm
Or at least thats what I'm told
 
Chorus
 

Dm                        Cm
I'm going to California
                        Gm       Cm
To find a better life for me
Dm                       Cm
I'm going to California
                             Gm      Cm
I'll write and tell you what I see
Dm                       Cm
I'm going to California
                         Gm       
Somebody say a prayer for me     
 
fade
Cm        Gm