When I was 15 I dreamed of leaving my home
I had to see the world
And live like a rolling stone...
I heard California was paved in gold
So I hopped on that train
It didn't come easy
But I keep thinkin' bout
The green grass and missing my home
Take me back to my southern ways
Where I can be myself and live another day
Take me back to my southern ways
Where the tall pines blow and the southern winds kiss my face...
Lynyrd Skynyrd - Southern Ways