I was born and raised in the ghetto Talk with me and you'll know I wasn't satisfied, with living on the side I started looking around, for a possibility Listen to my story, of what became of me
I met a businessman Who said he had some friends back east So why don't you come along Well we can help you at least We'll make you into a big star By playing your guitar But the joke was on me They left me flat to see
Going back west Yes I know I'll make out alright Going back west Where my music's playing all night Going back west (going back west) I think I'll do alright
Going back west Yes I know I'll make out alright Going back west Where my music's playing all night Going back west (going back west) I think I'll do alright
Struggling for recognition, identity and respect I got a lot of promises They told me not to fret So we will stand by you If the going gets rough But when I started thinking They didn't even bluff
'bout a year has come and gone And left me standing here Thinking how it could have been For still I ain't nowhere They surely took me for a ride Trampled on my pride But I hold my head up high Got no more tears to cry
Going back west Yes I know I'll make out alright Going back west Where my music's playing all night Going back west (going back west) I think I'll do alright
Going back west Yes I know I'll make out alright Going back west Where my music's playing all night Going back west (going back west) I think I'll do alright
Going back west Yes I know I'll make out alright Going back west Where my music's playing all night
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