Intro: 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 autumn Never had the blues (from) whence Icame But in new York state I caught '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" Interlude: And it's on to South bend, indiana Flat out on the western plains Rise up over the rockie sand dow non in to California Out tow here but the rocks remain And let the sun set on the ocean I I will watch it from the shore Let the sunrise over the red woods 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"