I'm sick and tired of workin' I'll no more dig the praties As sure as me name is Carney I'll go off to California I'll no longer be a fool I'll be digging lumps of gold Where instead of diggin' praties And when I come back home again Goodbye, Muirshin

You can take me to the moon and back Just don't take me down Heartbreak Road no Let's go to Vegas, hit California Or Carolina where the southern breeze blows I can kick my boots off, relax in your Cadillac Baby take me anywhere you wanna go Don't take me