California Here I Come — Betty Johnson

California, here I come
Right back where I started from
Where bowers of flowers bloom in the sun
Each morning at dawn and birdies sing and everything

The sun kissed me said, "Don't be late"
That's why I can hardly wait
Open up that Golden Gate
California here I come

California, here I come
Right back where I started from
Where bowers of flowers bloom in the sun
Each morning at dawn and birdies sing and everything

The sun kissed me said, "Don't be late"
That's why I can hardly wait
Open up that Golden Gate
California here I come