TALK TO ME OF MENDOCINO
(Kate McGarrigle)

I bid farewell to the state of old New York
My home away from home.
In the state of New York I came of age
When first I started roaming
And the trees grow high in New York State
And they shine like gold in the Autumn.
Never had the blues from whence I came.
But in New York State I got 'em.

Talk to me of Mendocino.
Closing my eyes I hear the sea.
Must I wait?
Must I follow?
Won't you say "Come with me"?

And it's on to South Bend, Indiana
Flat out on the western plain.
Rise up over the rockies and down on into California
Out to where but the rocks again
And let the sun set on the ocean.
I will watch it from the shore.
Let the sun rise over the redwoods.
I'll rise with it till I rise no more.

Talk to me of Mendocino.
Closing my eyes I hear the sea.
Must I wait?
Must I follow?
Won't you say "Come with me"?

Copyright Kate McGarrigle
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