BOB DYLAN


California Lyrics

I'm goin' down south,

'Neath the borderline.

I'm goin' down south,

'Neath the borderline.

Some fat momma

Kissed my mouth one time.



Well, I needed it this morning

Without a shadow of doubt.

My suitcase is packed,

My clothes are hangin' out.



San Francisco's fine,

You sure get lots of sun.
San Francisco is fine.

You sure get lots of sun.

But I'm used to four seasons,

California's got but one.



Well, I got my dark sunglasses,

I got for good luck my black tooth.

I got my dark sunglasses,

And for good luck I got my black tooth.

Don't ask me nothin' about nothin',

I just might tell you the truth.

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Songwriter(s): Sam Tyson Nickell, Aaron Zidenberg, Tom Edward Kelly, John C. Baffa, Mike Konrad Hoolihan
Record Label(s): Originally recorded 1965 & released 2015 All rights reserved by Columbia Records, a division of Sony Music Entertainment Originally recorded 1965, 19
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