Gold

When the lights go down in the California town,
People are in for the evening.
I jump into my car and I throw in my guitar,
My heart beatin' time with my breathin'.
Drivin' over Kanan, singin' to my soul,
There's people out there turnin' music into gold.

Well my buddy Jim Bass he's a-workin' pumpin gas,
And he makes two fifty for an hour.
He's got rythm in his hands as he's tappin' on the cans,
Sings rock and roll in the shower.
Drivin' over Kanan, singin' to my soul,
There's people out there turnin' music into gold.

Ah the California girls are the greatest in the world,
Each one's a song in the making.
Singin' rock to me I can hear the melody,
The story is there for the takin'.
Drivin' over Kanan, singin' to my soul,
There's people out there turnin' music into gold.

Drivin' over Kanan, singin' to my soul,
There's people out there turnin' music into gold.

When the lights go down in the California town,
People are in for the evening.
I jump into my car and I throw in my guitar,
My heart beatin' time with my breathin'.
Drivin' over Kanan, singin' to my soul,
There's people out there turnin' music into gold