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