California Gold Songtext
von Nate Smith

Passin′ round a fith where the cops couldn't find us
Sneakin′ Prime Times just to catch a midnight buzz
Burnin' that gas 'til the last truck was runnin′ on fumes
Cotton on a limb by the Honey Run River
Jordans on the bank while you′re jumpin' in with her
Talkin′ them six-strings, and it gettin' me out there soon

All them days were like waves
Yeah, they rolled, didn′t know just how fast they would go
All of the nights, paradise
We were young, we were dumb burnin' hot like the sun
And you can′t put a price on the good times that never get old
California gold
California gold


Can't beat the view or the girls or the weather
Ain't it a shame you can′t stay young forever?
Those three little words almost turned this Honda around
Wonder what she′s doin' now

All them days were like waves
Yeah, they rolled, didn′t know just how fast they would go
All of the nights, paradise
We were young, we were dumb burnin' hot like the sun
And you can′t put a price on the good times that never get old
California gold
California gold

Always right there in the back of my mind
Them take-you-back-home roads get to rewindin'
Me right back to that old silver linin′


All them days were like waves
Yeah, they rolled, didn't know just how fast they would go
All of the nights, paradise
We were young, we were dumb burnin' hot like the sun
And you can′t put a price on the good times that never get old
California gold
California gold