Song | California in Popular Song |
Artist | The Lucksmiths |
Album | First Frost |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
So love, you've had about enough | |
Of leaning into the winter wind | |
Eyes down and collar up | |
While leaves from European trees | |
Lie shin-deep in the gutters | |
Down these cold and golden streets | |
It’s time you left this town behind | |
And though you promised not to cry when you said goodbye | |
Your eyes are bright with wine | |
And oh, so are mine | |
But I think it only fair to warn you | |
All those songs about California lied | |
The stars won’t shine tonight | |
It isn’t going to be alright | |
Oh dear – you’ve had it up to here | |
But if those dark clouds reach to the empty beach | |
Well at least the coast is clear | |
And so, before you turn to go | |
A few hopeful words from some vacuous verse | |
You remember from the radio | |
Well, maybe so |
So love, you' ve had about enough | |
Of leaning into the winter wind | |
Eyes down and collar up | |
While leaves from European trees | |
Lie shindeep in the gutters | |
Down these cold and golden streets | |
It' s time you left this town behind | |
And though you promised not to cry when you said goodbye | |
Your eyes are bright with wine | |
And oh, so are mine | |
But I think it only fair to warn you | |
All those songs about California lied | |
The stars won' t shine tonight | |
It isn' t going to be alright | |
Oh dear you' ve had it up to here | |
But if those dark clouds reach to the empty beach | |
Well at least the coast is clear | |
And so, before you turn to go | |
A few hopeful words from some vacuous verse | |
You remember from the radio | |
Well, maybe so |
So love, you' ve had about enough | |
Of leaning into the winter wind | |
Eyes down and collar up | |
While leaves from European trees | |
Lie shindeep in the gutters | |
Down these cold and golden streets | |
It' s time you left this town behind | |
And though you promised not to cry when you said goodbye | |
Your eyes are bright with wine | |
And oh, so are mine | |
But I think it only fair to warn you | |
All those songs about California lied | |
The stars won' t shine tonight | |
It isn' t going to be alright | |
Oh dear you' ve had it up to here | |
But if those dark clouds reach to the empty beach | |
Well at least the coast is clear | |
And so, before you turn to go | |
A few hopeful words from some vacuous verse | |
You remember from the radio | |
Well, maybe so |