Lyrics

The big Ford wagon’s all gassed up, everybody ready
I don’t know when we’re coming back, I heard you say
I want to spend my winter days where I will be warm
young enough to know the way to California

Hello Jane
good to see you again
Hello Jane

Please keep my dog, be kind to her, send my letters forward
I’ll give to you, a new address when I fix on one
a place like in those songs we sang: Marina Del Rey
Mendocino or Bakersfield. San Francisco Bay

The old farmhouse is long torn down, I pass it every morning
when I go to work in your hometown, I now call mine
I saw that other ocean once, north of Monterey
Old hippies and old battlegrounds, State of California

Good to see you again
Hello Jane