California Gold

Nate Smith

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    Passin' 'round a fifth where the cops couldn't find us
    Sneakin' primetimes just to catch a midnight bus
    Burnin' that gas till the last truck was runnin' on fumes
    Cotton on a limb by the Honey Run River
    Jordan's on the bank while you're jumpin' in with her
    Talkin' them six-strings, it ain't getting me out there soon

    All them days were like waves
    Yeah, they rode, didn't know just how fast they would go
    All the nights, paradise
    We were young, we were dumb, burnin' high like the Sun
    And you can't put a price on the good times that never get old
    California gold
    California gold

    Can't beat the view of the girls or the weather
    Ain't it a shame you can't stay un-forever
    Those three little words almost turned this Honda around
    Wonder what she's doin' now

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    All them days were like waves
    Yeah, they rode, didn't know just how fast they would go
    All the nights, paradise
    We were young, we were dumb, burnin' high like the Sun
    And you can't put a price on the good times that never get old
    California gold
    California gold

    Always right there, in the back of my mind
    Them take-you-back-home roads get to rewind
    And me, right back to that old silver line

    All them days were like waves
    Yeah, they rode, didn't know just how fast they would go
    All the nights, paradise
    We were young, we were dumb, burnin' high like the Sun
    And you can't put a price on the good times that never get old
    California gold
    California gold
    California gold
    Woah, yeah
    California gold

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    Composición: Ashley Gorley, Nate Smith, Lindsay Rimes, Taylor Phillips y John Byron

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