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(Pat Green)
Hello California,
Sure is strange to be here today.
What's a boy from down in Austin
Doin' in the city of angels anyway?
So won't ya come on out here with me?
Find out what you can or can not see
Maybe gain a new perspective
Why we're so infected by our dreams
Yeah and baby, I'll be out here dreaming
And thinking about the life we could have
Yeah but you're back home in Texas,
And I'm wondering when's the next time I get to hold you
I just wanna hold you
It's the sweetest kind of poison
Tackle you and take away your faith
Whiskey for a lifetime
Wreck your soul with the smallest little taste
Yeah and baby, I'll be out here dreaming
And thinking about the life we could have.
Well I'm stranded in Los Angeles
Wondering when's the next time I get to hold you,
I just wanna hold you.
I am just a guitar man
That fell in love with you
Times good or bad, I'd take ‘em all the same
You could have some 9 to 5 man comin' home to take your hand
You know he's never gonna do
Is this the life I dreamed of?
Guess it's just the way it all went down
Damn right I sure am happy
With the crazy piece of life that I have found
Yeah and baby, I'll be out here dreaming
And thinking about the life we could have
Yeah but you're back home in Texas,
And I'm stranded in Los Angeles
Wondering when's the next time I get to hold you,
I just wanna hold you.
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