California Gold
Passin' 'round a fifth where the cops couldn't find us
Sneakin' primetimes just to catch a midnight bus
Burnin' that gas till the last truck was runnin' on fumes
Cotton on a limb by the Honey Run River
Jordan's on the bank while you're jumpin' in with her
Talkin' them six-strings, it ain't getting me out there soon
All them days were like waves
Yeah, they rode, didn't know just how fast they would go
All the nights, paradise
We were young, we were dumb, burnin' high like the Sun
And you can't put a price on the good times that never get old
California gold
California gold
Can't beat the view of the girls or the weather
Ain't it a shame you can't stay un-forever
Those three little words almost turned this Honda around
Wonder what she's doin' now
All them days were like waves
Yeah, they rode, didn't know just how fast they would go
All the nights, paradise
We were young, we were dumb, burnin' high like the Sun
And you can't put a price on the good times that never get old
California gold
California gold
Always right there, in the back of my mind
Them take-you-back-home roads get to rewind
And me, right back to that old silver line
All them days were like waves
Yeah, they rode, didn't know just how fast they would go
All the nights, paradise
We were young, we were dumb, burnin' high like the Sun
And you can't put a price on the good times that never get old
California gold
California gold
California gold
Woah, yeah
California gold
Oro de California
Pasando una botella donde los policías no podían encontrarnos
Escondiéndonos para tomar el bus de medianoche
Quemando gasolina hasta que el último camión iba en vapores
Algodón en una rama junto al río Honey Run
Jordan en la orilla mientras tú te lanzas con ella
Hablando de esas seis cuerdas, no me va a sacar de aquí pronto
Todos esos días eran como olas
Sí, surcaban, no sabíamos qué tan rápido irían
Todas las noches, paraíso
Éramos jóvenes, éramos tontos, ardiendo alto como el sol
Y no puedes ponerle precio a los buenos momentos que nunca envejecen
Oro de California
Oro de California
No hay vista que supere a las chicas o al clima
¿No es una pena que no puedas quedarte para siempre?
Esas tres pequeñas palabras casi hicieron dar la vuelta a este Honda
Me pregunto qué estará haciendo ahora
Todos esos días eran como olas
Sí, surcaban, no sabíamos qué tan rápido irían
Todas las noches, paraíso
Éramos jóvenes, éramos tontos, ardiendo alto como el sol
Y no puedes ponerle precio a los buenos momentos que nunca envejecen
Oro de California
Oro de California
Siempre ahí, en el fondo de mi mente
Esos caminos que te llevan de regreso a casa se rebobinan
Y yo, de vuelta a esa vieja línea plateada
Todos esos días eran como olas
Sí, surcaban, no sabíamos qué tan rápido irían
Todas las noches, paraíso
Éramos jóvenes, éramos tontos, ardiendo alto como el sol
Y no puedes ponerle precio a los buenos momentos que nunca envejecen
Oro de California
Oro de California
Oro de California
Woah, sí
Oro de California
Escrita por: Nate Smith / Lindsay Rimes / John Byron / Ashley Gorley / Taylor Phillips