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    California Is Calling

    California is calling, let the Santa Ana winds blow
    To the place where the tide, ebbs and flows
    Let me soar with the seagulls---high in the sky
    And sail in the winds, give me wings to fly

    California is calling, let the Santa Ana winds sail
    Blow me on ---a Pacific wind gale
    Send me to the place, where golden sunlight shines
    And ripens the grape, on a Napa Valley vine

    California is calling, let the Santa Ana winds haul
    Take me to the place, where the palm trees grow tall
    And watch as the shadows, dance in the shade
    Untill the day-star, gradually fades

    California is calling, let the Santa Ana winds reel
    To thy sandy shorelines, that fill me with zeal
    And capture the sunsets as thine eyes--behold
    Santa Monica's skyline--gilded in gold

    California is calling, let the Santa Ana winds muster
    To the golden gleam- of endless summers luster
    And tickle me with her salt water spray
    As the seals bask in --the San Diego Bay

    California is calling, let the Santa Ana winds flee
    Whisk me o'er the mountains, the desert and sea
    And carry me over, thy peaks silvery white
    Let me glide, graceful-like an eagle in flight

    California is calling, let the Santa Ana winds wail
    Upon thy foamy sea--where many ships have sailed
    Let me wander where I may--upon the land and sea
    For California is calling.....calling.....calling......me.




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