Text: Dwight Yoakam. The Late Great Golden State.

In the late great golden state
It's getting hard to negotiate
When you're one slip
From a grim fate
In the late great golden state

In the late great golden state
I don't do much
But I'm always late
I ain't old, I'm just out of date
In the late great golden state

I caught one last glimpse
Of The Palomino
When I drove out west
To see the purple sage
Then as canyons burned
And the mountains crumbled
The last cowboy band
Left the stage

I ain't old, I'm just out of date
In the late great golden state

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I caught one last glimpse
Of The Palomino
When I drove out west
To see the purple sage
Then as the canyons burned
And the mountains crumbled
The last cowboy band
Left the stage

Yeah, the late great golden state
Is a nice place for a clean slate
But leave your expectations
At the gate
Of the late great golden state
'Cause they can pack you up
And send you home in a crate
Stamped the late great
Golden state...