California

It was a beer and a bourbon
A conversation and a kiss that started a fire
And led to a night of holding each other close
Through teardrops and desires
Two half-broken people heading west
Shared a motel room and killed a little emptiness
Morning came too soon, on the way
To California
Can’t you hear California calling your name
A siren song once you hear it, nothing is the same
Made ancient Spaniards sail
Made Guthrie ride the rails
Oh, California
That highway to freedom became a
Sweet lost weekend for me and you
A detour through the mountains up to Santa Fe
With nothing much to do
You said you’re starting over in LA
Now that he’s cut you loose
I’m headed north of there
Don’t know why she left that way
I might land in Santa Cruz
California
Can’t you hear California calling your name
A siren song once you hear it, nothing is the same
Called Marilyn Monroe
Made miners rush for gold
Ah, California
I know a year has come and gone
And that you’ve probably moved on
But girl your memory won’t go away
I know that this sounds crazy wrong
But if you hear this song
October 1st, meet me in Morro Bay
Can’t you hear California calling your name
A siren song once you hear it, nothing is the same
She’s whispering soft and low
Come and hold me close
Ah, California
In California
Songwriter: Radney Foster