California, Here I Come
California, Here I Come
When the wintry winds are blowing
and the snow is starting to fall
then my eyes turn 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 going
even now I'm starting in a call.
California, here I come,
right back where I started from,
where bowers are flowers bloom in the sun
each morning, at dawning,
birdies sing and everything.
A sun kissed miss said "Don't be late!"
That's why I can hardly wait.
Open up your Golden Gate!
California, here I come,
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California, here I come,
right back where I started from,
where bowers are flowers bloom in the sun
each morning, at dawning,
birdies sing and everything.
A sun kissed miss said "Don't be late!"
That's why I can hardly wait.
Open up your Golden Gate!
California, here I come,
California, here I come,
right back where I started from,
where bowers are flowers bloom in the sun
each morning, at dawning,
birdies sing and everything.
A sun kissed miss said "Don't be late!"
That's why I can hardly wait.
Open up your Golden Gate!
California, here I come,
- Artist:Al Jolson
- Album:The Very Best of Al Jolson