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California

[Use this pattern for the whole song.  Sweep down on the D chords and up on the G and A chords.}
 
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D                   A                   G
Mister want to go to California
My father left to keep him company
When he got back, this is what he said to me(he said)

G                    A                  D
"Maybe then she'll talk to me
Maybe then she'll walk with me
Maybe then she'll hold my hand
And I'll understand again"

D                    A                            G
I want to go where the cities sound like saints
Where the dirt on the ground looks like paint
And the skies are so blue you know that it never rains

In California

Well, it must have been twenty years ago
when he raised my older brother in San Francisco
with the hills of the city looking out on the west
and the ocean behind to fill up the rest
of a Golden Gate dream that never exists out

In California

My best friend moved out at the end of high school
He moved two thousand five hundred miles away from me.
To a school on a cliff hanging over the sea.
Well, he must have done well that fall
You ask me why, he's married that's all to a girl

From California

I want to go where the cities sound like saints
Where the dirt on the ground looks like paint
and the skies are so blue you know that it never rains

In California