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 the breathing

Driving over Kanan

Singing to my soul

'Cause people out there

Turn the music into gold

My buddy Jim Bash

He is working pumping gas

And he makes two fifty for an hour

He's got rhythm in his hands

As he's tapping in the cans

Sings rock and roll in the shower

California girls are the prettiest in the world

Each one a song in the making

Singin' rhymes with me, I can hear the melody

Story is there for the taking