Al Jolson
California, Here I Come [Rose of Washington Square]
When the wintry winds start blowingAnd the snow is starting to fallThen my eyes turn westward knowingThat's the place that I love best of allCalifornia, I've been blueSince I've been away from you.I can't wait till I get goingEven now I'm starting in a callCalifornia, here I comeRight back where I started fromWhere bowers are flowers bloom in the springEach morning at dawningBirdies sing and everythingA sun kissed miss 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, yeah!Right where I started fromSongtexteWhere bowers are flowers bloom in the springEach morning at dawningBirdies sing and everythingA sun kissed miss said "Don't be late!"That's why I can hardly waitOpen up, open up, open up that Golden Gate! California, here I come!
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"California, Here I Come [Rose of Washington Square]" as written by Al Jolson, B.g. Desylva, Joseph Meyer, B.g. Desylva
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