I woke up paralyzed
with my blues today
It's been that way since my baby went away
I know I love her, gotta let her be free
Maybe one day, she'll come home crawlin' back to me
I
wait here all alone, won't that telephone ring?
Empty places in my heart, and they won't let me sing
Another whiskey bottle gone, don't nothing seem to last?
My lover's busy burning bridges to the past
California,
you might be the Promised Land
But I ain't holdin' any gold in my hand
Darkness descending and the evening coming 'round
Another lonely day goes and dies without a sound
Seven years in heaven, my memory strands me here
Sleeping alone, ain't got nobody near
California,
you might be the Promised Land
But I ain't holdin' any gold in my hand
If
I could escape and take a journey far away
I'd leave my tears behind, I'd forget about yesterday
I'd lay my body down there near the riverside
I'd wash away my trouble, take it easy for awhile
California,
you might be the Promised Land
But I ain't holdin' any gold in my hand
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