I got off the airplane 'long about 7:30 in L.A.
What a drag to realize that everything's so
different and so same
All my California friends are searchin' for their minds and it's been
right there in their heads all the time
(Chorus)
L.A. Blues, L.A. Blues
You want me
to be like you
Well, there ain't no way
California Charlie met me at my room when I got
in
We toasted country pickin' and the health of all our good and mutual friends
Before the
mornin' came we put a handle on the world and decided that we'd give it to the
squirrels
(Chorus)
Soakin' up that sunshine an' eatin' eggs and bacon over
light
Sleepin' through the daytime an' contemplatin' sin throughout the night
Please hand me
my hat and darlin' give me back my things Ol' T's got a bunch o' songs to
sing
(Chorus)
I like California, I wouldn't put it down-- no way
But I heard
what you're thinkin' and it ain't exactly what I want to say
Some day California I'll come
roarin' back to you if you don't fall in the ocean 'fore I do
