stuck here in los angeles with a case of worn out soles totin a bag full o yesterdays and a mind full of doughnut holes i been talking about leaving but i just cant go los angeles hangups wont turn loose of my soul oh los angeles women far as i can see losing time and making time with a country boy like me i wanna go where that wind blows with a southern drawl la turn around turn loose of my soul la turn your big eyes out to sea la turn around don t look at me let me go home where i belong where the nights are short as the days are long where they re too busy living to think about dying la turnaround turn loose of my mind sweet sweet sweet virginia turning around in my mind used to be all over me now you re somewhere behind if i ever get back south gonna shut my mouth try to turn the wrong side inside rightside out la turn your big eyes out to sea la turn around don t look at me let me go home where i belong where the nights are short as the days are long where they re too busy living to think about dying la turn around turn loose of my mind