Sneaking out behind that shed
Stolen pack of momma’s Winston Red’s
Stash some of dad’s magazines
My first crush miss April ’83
Building jumps high as we could
Stacking bricks and old plywood
Bloody lips and broken bones
Still haven’t beat the street lights home
High on dreams and loaded like a gun
California Sun
Summer seemed to last forever
Back before when we knew better
We tore it up, left a mark on this town
Always thought we’d stay together
It’s who we are it doesn’t matter
If I’m home or out there on the run
I’m still a California son
California Sun
Traded that bag for a fake Les Paul
Met a girl thought I had it all
First kiss first date everything
First time I knew a heart could break
I guess that’s what you get when you fall in love
With a California son
Summer seemed to last forever
Back before when we knew better
We tore it up, left a mark on this town
Always thought we’d stay together
It’s who we are it doesn’t matter
If I’m home or out there on the run
I’m still a California son
Best friends in a beat up van
Trying to be more than a local band
A lot of miles a lot of songs
And everyone we had to prove wrong
Man it sure felt good that number one
Not bad for a California son
Summer seemed to last forever
Back before when we knew better
We tore it up, left a mark on this town
We lost a good one along the way
Man it just won’t be the same
I know he’s up there shining down on us
California Sun
California Sun