Bob Dylan – California: Lyrics and Music Video
California Lyrics
I’m goin’ down south
‘neath the borderline
I’m goin’ down south
‘neath the borderline
Some fat momma
Kissed my mouth one time
Well, i knew it this morning
Without a shadow of doubt
I knew it this morning
Without a shadow of doubt
My suitcase is packed
My clothes are hangin’ out
San francisco is fine
You sure get lots of sun
San francisco is fine
You sure get lots of sun
But i’m used to four seasons
California’s got but one
Well, i got my dark sunglasses
I got for good luck my black tooth
I got my dark sunglasses
And for good luck i got my black tooth
Don’t ask me nothin’ about nothin’
I just might tell you the truth
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