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I'm going to California to live in the summer sun
Gm
The streets are made of silver, I'm like a rabbit on the run
Cm
Philadelphia freedom, well it's not like you have heard.
Gm
The city of brotherly love is full of pain and hurt.
DmC#mCmGm
I'm going to California To find my pot of gold.
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