California, Here I Come

When the wintry winds are blowing and the snow is starting in to fall
Then my eyes turn west-ward, knowing that’s the place I love the best of all
California, I’ve been blue, since I’ve been away from you
I can’t wait 'til I get going
Even now I’m starting in to call, Oh…
California, here I come right back where I started from
Where Bowers of flowers bloom in the sun
Each morning at dawning, birdies sing an' everything
A sunkist miss said, «Don't be late» that’s why I can hardly wait
Open up that Golden Gate
California here I come
Any one who likes to wander ought to keep this saying in his mind
«Absence makes the heart grow fonder» of the good old place you leave behind
When you’ve hit the train awhile, seems you rarely see a smile
That’s why I must fly out yonder, where a frown is mighty hard to find! Oh…
California, here I come right back where I started from
Where Bowers of flowers bloom in the sun
Each morning at dawning, birdies sing an' everything
A sunkist miss said, «Don't be late» that’s why I can hardly wait
Open up that Golden Gate
California here I come