Spent my days
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with a woman unkind
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Smoked my stuff
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and drank all my wine
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Made up my mind
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to make a new start
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Going To California
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with an aching in my heart
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Someone told me
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there's a girl out there
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With love in her eyes
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and flowers in her hair
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Took my chances
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on a big jet plane
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Never let them tell you
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that they're all the same
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The sea was red
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and the sky was grey
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Wondered how tomorrow
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could ever follow today
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The mountains and the canyons
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started to tremble and shake
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As the children of the sun
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began to awake
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Watch out
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Seems that the wrath of the Gods
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Got a punch on the nose
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and it started to flow
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I think I might be sinking
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Throw me a line
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if I reach it in time
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I'll meet you up there
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where the path
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Runs straight and high
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To find a queen without a king
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They say she plays guitar
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and cries and sings
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La la la la
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Ride a white mare
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in the footsteps of dawn
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Tryin' to find a woman
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who's never never been born
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Standing on a hill
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in my mountain of dreams
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Telling myself it's not as hard
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hard, hard as it seems
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Going To California
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