Going Back To Big Sur

It’s a cold and rainy Friday night
City life’s got me all uptight
My mind keeps wanderin' far away
Vibrations tell me it’s time to leave L.A.
I’m going back to Big Sur
Wish I could leave today
I wanna walk beneath those redwood trees
Just south of Monterey
A little cabin quiet and alone
No television and no telephone
Water trickling down the slow stream
Makes you wonder is it all just a dream
I’m going back to Big Sur
This time I might just stay
I’m going back and straighten out my head
Just south of Monterey
Groovy people all around
Never try to put you down
Makes you feel like someone new
They don’t care who you are or what you do
Guess I’ll drive up Highway One
Dig the ocean, kiss the setting sun
While stars dancing in the sky
Sort of put you on a natural high
I’m going back to Big Sur
This time I might just stay
I’m going back and straighten out my head
Just south of Monterey
And that girl