Lyrics

California Sky

When I get home I?m gonna pick up my guitar
And play something old from a ragtime whiskey bar
I?m gonna paint my stolen roses, gonna water them with wine
I?m gonna clear my head in the California sky

When I get home I?m gonna sing a sweet lullaby
And send it along with a black crow passing by
Playing ripple on a fiddle, with a rainbow in his eye
As he makes his way through the California sky

California sky, California sky
Won?t you let me pick your daisies
Before they get too high, high
And steal that sun from the California sky

When I get home I?m gonna sweep you off your feet
With a melody that I wrote while I lay asleep
It?s as deep as any river, graceful, sweet and wise
And it now belongs to the California sky