[Verse 1]
Well, no matter where I wander
I know I'll always find a welcome
At the end of every journey
There'll be friendly people waitin'

[Chorus]
California would not hold me
Though I loved her timber mountains
Worked her fields and worked her orchards
Up and down her central valley

[Verse 2]
I have driven open highway
Through the golden Utah valley
And I watched the rivers gently gliding
I wave my hand to friendly people

[Chorus]
California would not hold me
Though I loved her timber mountains
Worked her fields and worked her orchards
Up and down her central valley

[Verse 3]
Folks who know me call me a drifter
They don't know I'll stop my ramblin'
They don't know that someday
Somewhere somebody's gonna make me settle down
[Bridge]
I'm going home, Lord, I'm, I'm going home
I'm going home, Lord, I'm, I'm going home

[Verse 4]
Well, no matter where I wander
I know I'll always find a welcome
At the end of every journey
There'll be friendly people waitin'

[Chorus]
California would not hold me
Though I loved her timber mountains
Worked her fields and worked her orchards
Up and down her central valley

[Outro]
I'm going home