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California Gold

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  • 2024.10.04
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Passing 'round a fifth where the cops couldn't find us Sneakin' prime times just to catch a midnight buzz Burnin' that gas till 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 And talking 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 them nights, paradise We were young, we were dumb, burning 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 doing now All them days were like waves Yeah, they rolled, didn't know just how fast they would go All them nights, paradise We were young, we were dumb, burning 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 them nights, paradise We were young, we were dumb, burning hot like the sun And you can't put a price on the good times that never get old California gold California gold California gold Whoa, yeah California gold

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