10 West - Chuck Ragan

Oh California, if there’s one thing I like to see

It’s miles of asphalt boiling under the sun

I’m rolling up my sleeves and I’ll wait

For the moon rise for any phase it’s in

Pray I see no black dogs running

And ride all night till the early morning

Steer with the memories that swim around my head

Some are foolish, some so wise, and some just better off dead…

And I won’t slow down

Oh California.

One thing that I’ll see

It’s blacktop burning under the gun

Running state to state and I’ll wait

For the sun rise and the calm before the storm

Pray I see no black dogs running

And ride all night till the break of dawn

Steer with the memories that swim around my head

Some are foolish, some are wise, and some just better off dead…

And I won’t slow down

Oh California.

You’re where I need to be

I’m heading to your mountains

Through your rivers, on to your sea

And I’ll make it only if I stay rolling

From there don’t care where I’m going

Break for food, smoke, and fuel

Come on 50 cent cup to burn up my throat!

Steer with the memories, that swim around my head

Some are foolish, some so wise, and some just better of dead…

And I won’t slow down…

And I won’t slow down