I'm going to san francisco
I'm gonna hit the high road
And i'm gonna take my chances
I'm gonna take my chances
I'm gonna get me a ruck sack
And pack up my belongings
And i'm gonna bring my brushes
And pain me a new world
I'm gonna be an explorer
I'm gonna hit the back roads
And i've got me a new flag
And it's coming unfurled
I'm gonna get out my old photos
And all my old letters
And all those misconceptions
And i'm throwing them in the fire
I'm not bringing along my rubber gloves
Or any of my utensils
No need for a change of clothes
Or even a spare tire
Because i'm going to san francisco
I'm gonna hit the high road
And i'm gonna take my chances
I'm gonna take my chances
Writer(s): Chloe Little
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