California

Stan Rogers

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Tom:
C G Now it's getting so I'm mad when someone says your name
Dm Am 'Cause I've had to say good-bye to friends who couldn't stay away
F C Am And sometimes it felt so wrong to never want to lean on you
Dm G C You may stand tall, but I've got two feet too
C G Now they talk of you in bars around a quiet beer
Dm Am Tell their tales of mind-gone stones where no one else can hear
F C Am And later on outside, they say they're getting on a plane
Dm G C To fly away, leaving you again
Am G California, my friends all call you home
Dm Am And if you take away another, I'll be that much more alone
F C Am Is it my fault that my kind are always drawn toward the sun
Dm G C Like a child to home whenever darkness comes
C G Now in a few more years, I won't remember what it was to play
Dm Am The music of old friends who need to live so far away
F C Am But can I once taste Northern waters, then forsake them for the South
Dm G C To feel California's ashes in my mouth
Am G California, my friends all call you home
Dm Am And if you take away another, I'll be that much more alone
F C Am Is it my fault that my kind are always drawn toward the sun
Dm G C Like a child to home whenever darkness comes
Am G California, my friends all call you home
Dm Am And if you take away another, I'll be that much more alone
F C Am Is it my fault that my kind are always drawn toward the sun
Dm G C Like a child to home whenever darkness comes
Dm G C Like a child to home whenever darkness comes
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