Abrams Rita - Mill Valley lyrics

I'm gonna talk about a place That's got a hold on me, Mill Valley A little place where life Feels very fine and free, Mill Valley Where people aren't afraid to smile And stop and talk with you awhile, And you can be as friendly As you want to be. Mill Valley! Talkin' 'bout Mill Valley, That's my home! It looks as pretty in the rain As in the sun, Mill Valley And there's a mountain That belongs to ev'ry one, Mill Valley And there are creeks That run on endlessly, And trees as far as you can see It makes you feel as if Your life has just begun. Mill Valley Talkin' 'bout Mill Valley, Talkin' 'bout Mill Valley, California, That's my home! I know that there may come a time I'll have to leave Mill Valley, And ev'ry memory Will seem like make-believe Mill Valley And all the good things That are mine right now, Will call to me and ask me how I could have left them all behind How could I leave Mill Valley, Talkin' 'bout Mill Valley, Talkin' 'bout Mill Valley, California, That's my home! (song written by Rita Abrams-1970)