(Mike Stinson)
In the late great golden state It's getting hard to negotiate When you're one slip from a grim fate In the late great golden state In the late great golden state I don't do much but I'm always late Now I ain't old, I'm just out of date In the late great golden state I caught one last glimpse of the palomino When I drove out west to see the purple sage Then as the, the canyons burned and the, the mountains crumbled The last cowboy band left the stage Now I ain't old, I'm just out of date In the late great golden state I caught one last glimpse of the palomino When I drove out west to see the purple sage Then as the, the canyons burned and the, the mountains crumbled The last cowboy band left the stage Yeah, the late great golden state Is a nice place for a clean slate But leave your expectations at the gate Of the late great golden state 'Cause they can pack you up and send you home in a crate Stamped the late great golden state Yeah, it's the late great golden state