The Heart of It All

I can’t surmise why you’d think that place
Would do anything for ya
It’s California
I know you got 75 reasons why
You think L.A.'s for ya
That town will destroy ya
And my, my roots are growin'
They’re buckeye strong
And you can’t just rip them from the soil
That tree would spoil.
And my, my family’s growin'
And it’d be hard knowing
I wouldn’t see them anytime I wanted.
They’re all that I have.
So tell, tell them you’re wrong
And come, come on home
To where you belong
To the heart of it all
Tell them you’re wrong and come
To where you belong
Back to the heart of it all
The heart of it all
You ask me with intrepidness
why I’d think you’d come back to me tomorrow
To the heartland of sorrows
Now ask me can I justify livin in red
When I know blue is the color of my soul
A fact to be followed
Now you’re, you’re roots are growin.
They’re strong as gold,
And I can’t just sift them from the soil.
That treasure would spoil.
And you’re, you’re family’s growin'
And it’d be hard knowin'
You wouldn’t see them anytime you wanted
They’re all that you have.
So I can’t tell, tell you you’re wrong
And come on home
To where you belong, to the heart of it all
Tell them you’re wrong, come on home
To where you belong,
Ooh back to the heart of it all