歌手头像-Stan Rogers

California

音乐人: Stan Rogers

供谱者:wexman
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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