California Here I Come - Bill Evans

When the wintry winds start blowing

And the snow is starting to fall

Then my eyes turn westward knowing

That’s the place that I love best of all

California, I’ve been blue

Since I’ve been away from you.

I can’t wait till I get going

Even now I’m starting in a call

California, here I come

Right back where I started from

Where bowers are flowers bloom in the spring

Each morning at dawning

Birdies sing and everything

A sun kissed miss said «Don't be late!»

That’s why I can hardly wait,

Open up that Golden Gate!

California, here I come!

California, here I come, yeah!

Right where I started from

Where bowers are flowers bloom in the spring

Each morning at dawning

Birdies sing and everything

A sun kissed miss said «Don't be late!»

That’s why I can hardly wait

Open up, open up, open up that Golden Gate!

California, here I come!