Gold - John Stewart

When the lights go down in the California town

People are in for the evening

I jump into my car and I throw in my guitar

My heartbeat in time with my breathing

Driving over Kanan, singing to my soul

There’s people out there turning music into gold

Ah, my buddy Jim Bass, he’s a-working pumping gas

And he makes two-fifty for an hour

He’s got rhythm in his hands as he’s tapping on the cans

Sings rock and roll in the shower

Driving over Kanan, singing to his soul

There’s people out there turning music into gold

Ah, California girls are the greatest in the world

Each one a song in the making

Singing right to me, I can hear the melody

Story is there for the taking

Driving over Kanan, singing to my soul

There’s people out there turning music into gold

(Ooh)

Driving over Kanan, singing to my soul

There’s people out there turning music into gold

When the lights go down in the California town

People are in for the evening

I jump into my car and I throw in my guitar

My heartbeat in time with my breathing

Driving over Kanan, singing to my soul

There’s people out there turning music into gold

Flying over Kanan, singing to my soul

People out there turning music into gold

People out there turning music into gold

People out there turning music into gold

(Ooh, yeah)

People out there turning music into gold (into gold)

People out there turning music into gold (into gold)

People out there turning music into gold (into gold)

(Yes, babe)

People out there turning music into gold (into gold)

Rocking on the radio

People out there turning music into gold (into gold)

Slipping down the back road

People out there turning music into gold (into gold)

People out there turning music into gold (into gold)