California, here I come
a-Right back where I started from
Where bowers of flowers bloom in the sun
Each morning at dawning, birdies sing and everything
A sun-kissed miss said, "Don't be late"
a-That's why I can hardly wait
So open up that Golden Gate
California, here I come, yeah!
Whoa!

California, here I come, whoa!
Right back where I started from
Where bowers of flowers bloom in the sun
Each morning at dawning, birdies sing and everything
A sun-kissed miss said, "Don't be late"
a-That's why I can hardly wait
So open up that Golden Gate
California, here I come, yeah!
Whoa!

Whoa!