When the wintry winds starts blowing And the snow is starting in a 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 sun kissed 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, yeah Right back where I started from Where bowers of flowers bloom in the spring Each morning at dawning birdies sing at everything A sun kissed miss said, "Don't be late!" That's why I can hardly wait come on, come on Open up, open up, open up that golden gate California, here I come.