PASADENA 
(Clarke / Leslie / Warren)
Temperance Seven


Oh, you railway station
Oh, you Pullman train
Here’s my reservation, for my destination
Far beyond the western plain
To see my home in Pasadena
My home, where grass is greener
Where honey bees, hum melodies
And orange trees scent the breeze       
I want to be a home-sweet-homer 
Why, then I’ll settle down
Beneath those palms in someone’s arms
In Pasadena
Yes, in Pasadena town