Friday, June 13, 2014

California Here I Come

When the wintry winds starts blowing

And the snow is starting in the fall

Then my eyes went westward knowing

That's the place that I love best of all

California I've been blue

Since I've been away from you

I can't wait 'till i get blowing

Even now I'm starting in a call.

California, Here I Come!

Right back where I started from

where bowers of flowers

bloom in the spring

each morning at dawning

birdies sing at everything

a sunkissed miss said, "Don't be late!"

that's why I can hardly wait

open up that golden gate

California, Here I Come!
California, Here I Come (yeaaaaaah!)

Right back where I started from

where bowers of flowers

bloom in the spring

each morning at dawning

birdies sing at everything

a sunkissed miss said, "Don't be late!"

that's why I can hardly wait (come on!)

open up (open up! open up!) that golden gate

California, Here I Come!

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