Sacramento
There's something about the weather that everybody loves
They call it the Indian Spring of Sacramento
Oh, when the sun is up in the sky
The wind is coming by the River Side Coast every day
You're in Sacramento, a wonderful town (sing, sing, sing, ding-ding-ding)
There's something about the people that everybody knows
That gives you a tender feeling of confusion
You're feeling lonely, but you don't know
Until that sad old feeling here inside you starts to grow
You're in Sacramento, a wonderful town (sing, sing, sing, ding-ding-ding)
Now the spring is near again
And you're thinking if only you were not so lonely, boo ooh
But you can ease your restless mind
'Cos all the people are a loving kind
In Sacramento
There's something about the weather that everybody loves
They call it the Indian Spring of Sacramento
You're feeling lonely, but you don't know
Until that sad old feeling here inside you starts to grow
You're in Sacramento, a wonderful town (sing, sing, sing, ding-ding-ding)
Sacramento, Sacramento, Sacramento, Sacramento
Sacramento, Sacramento, Sacramento, Sacramento
Sacramento
Hay algo en el clima que todo el mundo ama
Lo llaman la primavera india de Sacramento
Oh, cuando el sol está en el cielo
El viento viene por la costa de River Side todos los días
Estás en Sacramento, un pueblo maravilloso (canta, canta, canta, ding-ding-ding)
Hay algo en la gente que todo el mundo conoce
Eso te da una tierna sensación de confusión
Te sientes solo, pero no lo sabes
Hasta que ese triste viejo sentimiento aquí dentro de ti empiece a crecer
Estás en Sacramento, un pueblo maravilloso (canta, canta, canta, ding-ding-ding)
Ahora la primavera está cerca de nuevo
Y estás pensando que si no estuvieras tan solo, boo ooh
Pero puedes aliviar tu mente inquieta
Porque toda la gente es un tipo amoroso
En Sacramento
Hay algo en el clima que todo el mundo ama
Lo llaman la primavera india de Sacramento
Te sientes solo, pero no lo sabes
Hasta que ese triste viejo sentimiento aquí dentro de ti empiece a crecer
Estás en Sacramento, un pueblo maravilloso (canta, canta, canta, ding-ding-ding)
Sacramento, Sacramento, Sacramento, Sacramento
Sacramento, Sacramento, Sacramento, Sacramento
Escrita por: Giosy Capuano / Giovambattista Sposato / Harold Stott / Mario Capuano