Dave AlvinTom Russell Blue Horn Toad Music, BMI, and Frontera Music, ASCAP, administered by Bug Music Im just tryin to make a livin Im an old man at thirtynine With two kids and an exwife Who moved up to Riverside Im workin down on the border Drivin back roads every night Mountains east of El Cajon North of the Tecate line Where the California summer sun Will burn right through your soul But in the winter you can freeze to death In the California snow I catch the ones Im able to And watch the others slip away I know some by their faces And I even know some by name I guess they think that were all Movie stars and millionaires I guess that they still believe That dreams come true up here But I guess the weathers warmer down in Mexico And no one ever tells them bout the California snow Last winter I found a man and wife Just about daybreak Layin in a frozen ditch South of the interstate I wrapped em both in blankets But shed already died The next day we sent him back alone Across the borderline I dont know where they came from Or where they planned to go But we carried her all night long Through the California snow Sometimes when Im alone out here I get to thinkin about my life Maybe I should go to Riverside And try to fix things with my wife Or maybe just get in my truck And drive as far as I can go Away from all the ghosts that haunt The California snow Where the California summer sun Can burn right to your soul And in the winter you can freeze to death In the California snow
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