Ralph McTell — Gold in California

I heard it said that all the seams had run out I heard in the summertime even the rivers run dry But here we come all the modern forty-niners All come looking for gold in California They come looking for gold in California They come looking for gold in California They come looking for gold in California They come looking for gold There's devils on the streets of the city of the angels Parades of freaks on Hollywood Boulevard Hustlers and actors they ain't always on the lots Getting the start is hard in California When you're looking for gold in California When you're looking for gold And you never know how near you are Like Paul on the Damascus road When the canyon sun is going down slow Oh, suddenly, oh, suddenly You may feel cold in California You may feel cold in California You may feel cold in California You may feel cold Out on the mountain just before the canyon Where the sun goes down like a blazing forest fire Oh, you may turn around and may miss your home companions For the streams below run gold in California You come looking for gold in California You come looking for gold in California You come looking for gold in California You come looking for gold And you never know how near you are Like Paul on the Damascus road When the canyon sun is going down slow Oh suddenly, so suddenly You may find gold in California You may find gold in California You may find gold in California There's gold in California Keep looking for gold There's gold in California Keep looking for gold in California ...