It's a cold and rainy Friday nightnCity life's got me all uptightnMy mind keeps wanderin' far awaynVibrations tell me it's time to leave L.A.nnI'm going back to Big SurnWish I could leave todaynI wanna walk beneath those redwood treesnJust south of MontereynnA little cabin quiet and alonenNo television and no telephonenWater trickling down the slow streamnMakes you wonder is it all just a dreamnnI'm going back to Big SurnThis time I might just staynI'm going back and straighten out my headnJust south of MontereynnGroovy people all aroundnNever try to put you downnMakes you feel like someone newnThey don't care who you are or what you donnGuess I'll drive up Highway OnenDig the ocean, kiss the setting sunnWhile stars dancing in the skynSort of put you on a natural highnnI'm going back to Big SurnThis time I might just staynI'm going back and straighten out my headnJust south of MontereynnAnd that girl