California Gold Songtext
von State Cows

Wandering through the city
Disguised as Klondike Kids
The yellow disc would shine upon us all

Fooled like a forty-niner
I should have known by now
There′s no use in waiting for a call

When I look out on the prairie
A vision made to blind
The tide is rising up
I can't unwind

California Gold
Until the night gets old
I long to see the sight of silence

Surfing on the Pacific
The tears of broken dreams
Is it ever a wonder why you′re blue


I was somewhat prolific
At least in Hollywood
What remains when history is through

When I look out on the prairie
A vision made to blind
The tide is rising up
I can't unwind

California Gold
Until the night gets old
I long to see the sight of silence

You're a Midas touch for the winner
A beater′s skin for the loser
But all in all it all works out
As long as we stay twenty carat based on merit

California Gold
Until the night gets old
I long to see the sight of silence
California Gold
Until the night gets old
I long to see the sight of silence