California - Blue Sessions Demo

Three

Sitting in a park in Paris, France
Reading the news and it's all bad
They won't give peace a chance
That was just a dream some of us had
Still a lot of lands to see
But I wouldn't wanna stay here
It's too old and cold and settled in its ways here

Oh, but California
California, I'm coming home
I'm gonna see the folks I dig
I'll even kiss a sunset pig
California, I'm coming home

I met a redneck on a Grecian Isle
Who spent my money very well
He gave me back my smile
But he kept my camera to sell
Oh, the rogue, the red, red rogue
He cooked good omelets and stews
And I might have stayed on with him there
But my heart cried out for you

Oh, California, California
I'm coming, coming home
Oh, make me feel good rock and roll band
I'm your biggest fan
California, I'm coming home

Oh, it gets so lonely
When you're walking in a street of strangers
All the news of home you read
Just give you the blues

So I bought a ticket
I caught a plane to Spain
Went to a party down a red dirt road
There were lots of pretty people there
Reading Rolling Stone, reading Vogue
They said, "How long can you hang around?"
I said, "A week, maybe two
Just until my skin turns brown
And then I'm going home

To California"
California, I'm coming home
Oh, will you take me as I am?
Strung out on another man
California, I'm coming home

Oh, it gets so lonely
When you're walking, and the streets are full of strangers
All the news of home you read
More about the war, and the bloody changes

Oh-oh-oh-oh, will you take me as I am?
Will you take me as I am?
Oh-oh-oh, will you take me as I am?
Will you? Will you?
Will you take me as I am?

Oh, oh
Will you take me as I am?
Oh