Luyện nghe bài hát Here in California

When I was young, my mama me
She said, "Child, take your
Don't fall in love too
Before you your mind"

She held me 'round the
In a voice so soft and
She said, "Love can make you
And can rob you blind"

in California
The fruit hangs heavy on the
no gold, I thought I'd warn ya
And the hills turn brown in the

Now I may learn to you
But I say when
This morning we strangers
And tonight we're friends

But take my time to know you
take my time to see
There's that I won't show you
If you take your with me

in California
The hangs heavy on the vine
There's no gold, I I'd warn ya
And the turn brown in the summertime

It's an old story
An old rhyme
To everything there is a
To every purpose a time

A time to love and together
A time we look longs for a
A time for questions we can't
But we ask them just the

Here in
The hangs heavy on the vine
There's no gold, I I'd warn ya
And the turn brown in the summertime
no gold, I thought I'd warn ya
And the hills turn in the summertime