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"