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California, Here I Come - Freddy Cannon



     
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When the wintry winds start blowing
And the snow is starting to fall
Then my eyes turn westward knowing
That's the place that I love best of allCalifornia, I've been blue
Since I've been away from you.
I can't wait till I get going
Even now I'm starting in a callCalifornia, here I come
Right back where I started from
Where bowers are flowers bloom in the spring
Each morning at dawning
Birdies sing and everything
A 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 from
Where bowers are flowers bloom in the spring
Each morning at dawning

Birdies sing and everything
A sun kissed miss said "Don't be late!"
That's why I can hardly wait
Open up, open up, open up that Golden Gate!
California, here I come!
Songwriters
AL JOLSON, JOSEPH MEYER, BUDDY DESYLVAPublished by
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Freddy Cannon, born Frederick Anthony Picariello, in Revere, Massachusetts, on December 4, 1940, is an American rock-n-roll singer. Picariello grew up in the North Boston suburb of Lynn and learned to play guitar as a boy. In high school, he formed a band and tried to emulate the hard-driving style of Little Richard. Picariello eventually signed with philadelphia label Swan Records, a recording studio in which Dick Clark had an interest.

Read more about Freddy Cannon on Last.fm.


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