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