Here In California
By Dave Alvin
8/27/2011
Capo 2
When I was [G]young my mother told me
She said [D]son take your [Em]time
Don't [C]fall in love too [G]quickly
Be[Am]fore you know your [C]mind
She [G]held me around the shoulders
And in a [D]voice soft and [Em]kind
She said [C]love can make you [G]happy
And [Am]love can rob you [G]blind
Chorus:
[Am]Her[D]e in Cali[G]fornia
[Am]Fruit hangs [D]heavy on the [Em]vines
There's no [C]gold, I thought I'd [G]warn you
And the [Am]hills turn [D]brown in the summer[G]time
Will I may learn to love you
But I can't say when
This morning we were strangers
Tonight we're only friends
But I'll take the time to know you
I'll take the time to see
There's nothing that I won't show you
If you take your time with me
Chorus
It's an old familiar story
It's an old familiar rhyme
To everything there is a season
To every purpose there's a time
Time to love and come together
Time when love longs for a name
A time for questions that we can't answer
But we ask them just the same
Chorus
There's no gold I thought I'd warn you
But the hills turn brown in the summertime
By Dave Alvin
8/27/2011
Capo 2
When I was [G]young my mother told me
She said [D]son take your [Em]time
Don't [C]fall in love too [G]quickly
Be[Am]fore you know your [C]mind
She [G]held me around the shoulders
And in a [D]voice soft and [Em]kind
She said [C]love can make you [G]happy
And [Am]love can rob you [G]blind
Chorus:
[Am]Her[D]e in Cali[G]fornia
[Am]Fruit hangs [D]heavy on the [Em]vines
There's no [C]gold, I thought I'd [G]warn you
And the [Am]hills turn [D]brown in the summer[G]time
Will I may learn to love you
But I can't say when
This morning we were strangers
Tonight we're only friends
But I'll take the time to know you
I'll take the time to see
There's nothing that I won't show you
If you take your time with me
Chorus
It's an old familiar story
It's an old familiar rhyme
To everything there is a season
To every purpose there's a time
Time to love and come together
Time when love longs for a name
A time for questions that we can't answer
But we ask them just the same
Chorus
There's no gold I thought I'd warn you
But the hills turn brown in the summertime