She sings her journal




Sat 10/29


       Beautiful sparkling afternoon. Sparrows bathe and fight over real estate in a fountain in the pocket park next to the library. Whenever I park my butt here and read the paper, Joni’s “California” comes to mind.


Sitting in a park in Paris, France

Reading the news and it sure looks bad

They won't give peace a chance

That was just a dream some of us had


Still a lot of lands to see

But I wouldn't wanna stay here

It's too old and cold 

and settled in its ways here


Oh, but California

California, I'm coming home

I'm gonna see the folks I dig

I'll even kiss a Sunset pig

California, I'm coming home


I met a redneck on a Grecian isle

Who did the goat dance very well

He gave me back my smile

But he kept my camera to sell


Oh, the rogue, the red, red rogue

He cooked good omelets and stews

And I might have stayed on with him 

But my heart cried out for you 


California

Oh, California, I'm coming home

Oh, make me feel good rock 'n roll band

I'm your biggest fan

California, I'm coming home


Oh, it gets so lonely

When you're walking

And the streets are full of strangers

All the news of home you read

Just give you the blues

Just give you the blues


So I bought me a ticket

I got on a plane to Spain

Went to a party down a red dirt road

There were lots of pretty people there

Reading Rolling Stone, reading Vogue


They said, "How long can you hang around?"

I said a week, maybe two

Just until my skin turns brown

Then I'm going home to California


California, I'm coming home

Oh, will you take me as I am?

Strung out on another man

California, I'm coming home

 

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