California Sun

Mike Vallely

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    I was born in New Jersey
    Thirty years ago
    Raised in the suburbs
    I went to public school
    I left home at eighteen
    And I headed out west
    I met a pretty girl
    And ended my quest

    Our lives were just beginning
    With so many dreams to see through
    I ran away with her
    From the world and all it's fools
    Out on the Pacific
    Condo penitentiary
    We lived like convicts
    Of our own misery

    Our enemies were chosen
    With so far still to run
    We seethed in the heat of
    The California sun

    Back in New Jersey
    My mother cried
    My daddy had a heart attack
    And man, he almost died
    I got back out on that highway
    And I headed home
    I held my daddy in my arms
    And all the ripped seams were sown

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    I went back to California
    To pick up the pieces of my life
    My girl got pregnant
    And she became my wife
    On a rainy winter's day
    Just before the new year
    A baby girl was born
    And for a minute I felt no fear

    Behind the walls on Main Street
    I guarded like a loaded gun
    I'd open up the blinds sometimes to let in
    The California sun

    Back in New Jersey
    I found myself again
    I couldn't make the ends meet
    And I felt my poor back bend
    I crawled home to the shelter
    Of my daddy's house
    I moved my family east
    It was the only way out

    Through storm after storm
    I weathered my pain
    With a family to provide for
    And a pride to regain
    I worked towards being someone
    With someplace to go
    And on the streets of my hometown
    I wondered if I'd ever know

    Know what it was
    That was pushing me to run
    From the shadows of my past into
    The California sun
    I left New Jersey
    Just after one year
    I was back up on my feet
    And there was nothing left there
    Back to California
    I took my family
    And I did what I had to do
    Just like my daddy before me

    A father and a husband
    Without a sacrifice
    That's the bottom line
    Where I'm living my life
    I've picked up all the pieces
    And I've put them in their place
    The moon and the stars
    And those planets out in space
    Heaven and Hell
    Let they kingdom come
    Until then I'll be basking in
    The California sun

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    Composition: Joe Grushecky

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