Almost Sounds Like California

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The Stone Coyotes
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written by B. Keith

Lyrics

I’ve been thinking for a while now

Something’s gotta give

What do you say we make a vow?

Find the spark we started with

 

How about you, amigo?

Shall we go dancing cheek to cheek?

We could scale these prison walls

You’ve still got that wild streak

 

There’s a wind outside my door

It’s an old familiar friend

Almost sounds like California

Saying, “Stranger, where you been?”

 

We all have our souvenirs

Something held apart

A little treasure tucked away

In a corner of the heart

 

A flower pressed in paper

A letter in a drawer

Mine’s a seashell from Laguna

I can hear the Pacific Ocean roar

 

Let’s trip the light fantastic

Go hear that crooner sing

“Where the Blue of the Night

                    Meets the Gold of the Day”

The Santa Ana’s calling