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