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Here in California Kate Wolf

When I was young my mamma told me
She said child take your time
Don't fall in love too quickly
Before you know your mind
She held me round the shoulders
In a voice so soft and kind
She said love can make you happy
And love can rob you blind

Here in California, fruit hangs heavy on the vines
There's no gold, I thought I'd warn you
And the hills turn brown in the summertime

Now I may learn to love you
But I can't say when
This morning we were strangers
And tonight we're only friends
I'll take my time to know you
I'll take my time to see
There's nothing I won't show you
If you take your time with me

Here in California, fruit hangs heavy on the vines
There's no gold, I thought I'd warn you
And the hills turn brown in the summertime

There's a old familiar story
An old familiar rhyme
To everything there is a season
To every purpose there's a time
A time to love and come together
A time when love longs a name
A time for questions we can't answer
Though we ask them just the same

Here in California, fruit hangs heavy on the vines
There's no gold, I thought I'd warn you
And the hills turn brown in the summertime