Patrick B Ray - California Dream Lyrics

Stumble in to the street and out into the morning sun
Light up my last cigarette and thank God the night is done
Well the weather man he told me that today looks like rain
Well there ain't no kind of downpour here that can wash away my pain

Now I'm a thousand miles form home and there ain't no in between
Never found no streets of gold and the California dream
Well I wander on this highway 'til the angels call me home
There ain't no use in turning back the past is all but gone

If you keep those nasty habits you're gonna wind up like your friends
The moonshine liquor ain't hot enough to burn away your sins
There's a rundown shack in the piney woods that's calling out my name
Spent twenty odd years breaking my back just to pay to play the game

Now I'm a thousand miles form home and there ain't no in between
Never found no streets of gold or the California dream
Well I wander on this highway 'til the angels call me home
There ain't no use in turning back the past is all but gone

Now I'm a thousand miles form home and there ain't no in between
Never found no streets of gold and the California dream
Well I wander on this highway 'til the angels call me home
There ain't no use in turning back the past is all but gone

I wander on this highway 'til the angels call me home
There ain't no use in turning back the past is all but gone