Growin Up In California

Intro A G [Verso 1] D I was born in southern California sand A G To a gypsy mother and a guitar-playing man oh yeah D Raised inside the American dream A Desert parties had it all so it seemed hell yeah F#m G A Yet there was something driving me wild driving me crazy F#m G A Deep inside like a knife cuttin' on me Bm G D So I said to myself you got one life sittin on the shelf C G C G Get out A Ooh yeah [Refrão] D G A Growing up in California D G A Growing up in California Bm G D Got the sun got the beach and it's always calling me C G C G A Oh yeah [Verso 2] D So I headed north San Francisco Bay A G There was music all night it was a party every day oh yeah D I found myself in a funky band A Led by a family stone horn-playin' man hey hey yeah F#m G A Yet there was something pulling me hard driving me crazy F#m G A I needed more too much music inside of me Bm G So with my friends we had a plan D C G C G Start our own rockin' band that's right A Oh wow yeah [Refrão] D G A Growing up in California D G A Growing up in California Bm G D Pretty women you gotta see and they're always callin me C G C G D A D A Oh yeah [Ponte] E C#m Hollywood Boulevard, Rainbow Bar & Grill F#m Lots of gold records I still love it here E C#m Pacific coast highway Fillmore where the music lives C A Wine country the most beautiful place I know C A Sierra mountains southern beaches inland cities rock'n'roll {Solo} A {Coda} D G A D G In California A In California Bm G D E Check out the sun check out the beach and it's always callin me G A Oh yeah oh yeah D G A Growing up in California D G A Bm G D C G C G C G Em A C Growing up in California