John Stewart - Gold

^AmWhen the lights go down in the California town ^FPeople are in for the ^Amevening. I jump into my car and I throw in my guitar,

My ^Fheart beats time with my br^Ameathing. ^FDriving over Canan, ^Emsinging to my soul,

There's ^Fpeople out there turning music into ^Amgold. Verse 2 ^AmNow, my buddy Jim Bass, he's a-working, pumping gas,

And he ^Fmakes two fifty for an ^Amhour. He's got rhythm in his hands as he's tapping on the cans,

^FSings rock and roll in the ^Amshower. ^FDriving over Canan, ^Emsinging to my soul,

There's ^Fpeople out there turning music into ^Amgold. Verse 3 ^AmOh, California girls are the greatest in the world,

^FEach one a song in the ^Ammaking, Singing right at me, I can hear the melody,

The ^Fstory is there for the ^Amtaking. ^FDriving over Kanan, ^Emsinging to my soul,

There's ^Fpeople out there turning music into ^Amgold. ^FDriving over Kanan, ^Emsinging to my soul,

There's ^Fpeople out there turning music into ^Amgold. Verse 4 ^AmWhen the lights go down in the California town

^FPeople are in for the ^Amevening. I jump into my car and I throw in my guitar,

^FMy heart beats time with my ^Ambreathing. ^FDriving over Canan, ^Emsinging to my soul,

^FThere's people out there turning music into ^Amgold. ^FDriving over Kanan, ^Emsinging to my soul

^FPeople out there turning music into ^Amgold, ^FPeople out there turning music into ^Amgold,

^FPeople out there turning music into ^Amgold. ^AmPeople out there turning music into gold, into ^Fgold,

^AmPeople out there turning music into gold, into ^Fgold, ^AmPeople out there turning music into gold, into ^Fgold,

^AmPeople out there turning music into gold, into ^Fgold, Working on the radio,

^AmPeople out there turning music into gold, into ^Fgold, Slipping down the backroad,

^AmPeople out there turning music into gold, into ^Fgold, ^AmPeople out there turning music into gold, into ^Fgold