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 gra** 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