Oh you railway station! Oh you Pullman Train! There's my reservation For my destination, Far beyond the western plains To see my home in Pasadena. Home where grass is greener Where honeybees Hum melodies And orange trees scent the breeze. I'm gonna see a home-sweet-homer And there I'll settle down Beneath the palms In someone's arms In Pasadena town. Where honeybees hum melodies And orange trees scent the breeze. Beneath the palms In someone's arms In Pasadena town. (whistling) Home home home home in Pasadena, Home home home home where grass is greener. Where the little bees, they hum melodies, And orange trees scent the breeze. I'm gonna be a home-sweet-homer And right there I'll settle down Beneath the palms In someone's arms In Pasadena town.