I’m going to California
The gold dust for to see.
It rained all day the day I left,
The weather it was dry;
The sun so hot I froze to death,
Oh, brother, don’t you cry.
CHORUS
Oh, California;
That’s the land for me,
I’m going to California
I’m going to California
The gold dust for to see.
It rained all day the day I left,
The weather it was dry;
The sun so hot I froze to death,
Oh, brother, don’t you cry.
CHORUS
Oh, California;
That’s the land for me,
I’m going to California