Examinor No. 39
He's heading for gold,
The San Francisco town mission bells
Are whispering your name to the clear sky.
In San Fernando valley I will never fade away,
You and I will never fade away.
It's a trick on your eye,
The Califronia trail falls behind
For the true examiner 39.
In San Fernando valley he will never fade away,
You and I will never fade away.
When the tide has stripped the coast,
When drought is on a plague,
When the stripes are out of th estars,
There is only here to stay.
There's a lover for you,
A feather in the fire for the night.
A pilgrim on a spree,
With bombs and bees, together, they will never fade away.
You and I will never fade away.
When the tide has stripped the coast,
When there's nothing left to fight,
When the stripes our of stars,
There is only here to hide.