My California
And in a sensational dream
I was born in the sun, a child of the sea
Pure adventure recklessly set to music
And captured all on record and CD
My collection's complete, I know but I cannot stop searching
For lost vinyl gold - I just know that there's got to be more
One more sweet harmony, sunset or surfer girl surfing
Some secret road that I've never been down before
The years came on without stinging so I never minded
Still a boy of the beach but I wake from the dream
And turning around in the burning white sun I am blinded
My California a myth just like Ray's Village Green
My collection's complete, I know but I cannot stop searching
Raking the bins - I just know that there's got to be more
One more sweet harmony, sunset, or surfer girl surfing
Some secret road that I've never been down before
The years came on without stinging so I never minded
Still a boy of he beach but I wake from the dream
And turning around in the burning white sun I am blinded
My California a myth just like Ray's Village Green
And turning around in the burning white sun I am blinded
My California a myth just like Ray's Village Green
My California a myth just like Ray's Village Green
My California a myth just like Ray's Village Green
I was born in the sun, a child of the sea
Pure adventure recklessly set to music
And captured all on record and CD
My collection's complete, I know but I cannot stop searching
For lost vinyl gold - I just know that there's got to be more
One more sweet harmony, sunset or surfer girl surfing
Some secret road that I've never been down before
The years came on without stinging so I never minded
Still a boy of the beach but I wake from the dream
And turning around in the burning white sun I am blinded
My California a myth just like Ray's Village Green
My collection's complete, I know but I cannot stop searching
Raking the bins - I just know that there's got to be more
One more sweet harmony, sunset, or surfer girl surfing
Some secret road that I've never been down before
The years came on without stinging so I never minded
Still a boy of he beach but I wake from the dream
And turning around in the burning white sun I am blinded
My California a myth just like Ray's Village Green
And turning around in the burning white sun I am blinded
My California a myth just like Ray's Village Green
My California a myth just like Ray's Village Green
My California a myth just like Ray's Village Green
Credits
Writer(s): Edmund Ruffin Henry
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