I'm not In California Anymore

[Elvis Nash]

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=11ltwSFYrpA


V1
Walking down Wall Street people look like wolves
My beaches are gone my spirit is broke
It's like someone put out the shine in the stars
Just spent my last cent in a downtown bar

V2
How I got here I have a few clues
Put em together they add up to you
I'm a long way from where waves used to crash
Every time we kissed and gulls made us laugh

Ch
I'm not in California anymore
This East Coast rain like tears it pours
I'm in cold dark lonely place
Where sunshine hides its face
Three thousand miles but it seems like more
Between here and the West Coast shore
I'm not in California anymore

V3
Should have never followed you here
Traded Malibu for the New York City Pier
Paid attention to your lying green eyes
Not listened to your Big Apple white lies

Ch
I'm not in California anymore
This East Coast rain like tears it pours
I'm in cold dark lonely place
Where sunshine hides its face
Three thousand miles but it seems like more
Between here and the West Coast shore
I'm not in California anymore

Br
Back there I still had my pride
No dirty subways just a surfboard to ride

Ch
I'm not in California anymore
This East Coast rain like tears it pours
I'm in cold dark lonely place
Where sunshine hides its face
Three thousand miles but it seems like more
Between here and the West Coast shore
I'm not in California anymore
I'm not in California... anymore

[jazz101]

Hi Elvis,

Love your songs, what more can I say, it's like putting on a comfortable pair of slippers, and that's a good thing. Well done another great song,

George

[Elvis Nash]

Thanks George

[Vicki]

Well, this poor guy, stuck in the city and wishing to be back on the West Coast. I find myself wondering about the back story and why he can't just go back. Did some scammy lovely trick him into some scheme that took all his money and now he can't afford it? Back in the sixties, of course, he would have just hitch-hiked out of there. A good cry-in-your-beer song.

[Elvis Nash]

Well, this poor guy, stuck in the city and wishing to be back on the West Coast. I find myself wondering about the back story and why he can't just go back. Did some scammy lovely trick him into some scheme that took all his money and now he can't afford it? Back in the sixties, of course, he would have just hitch-hiked out of there. A good cry-in-your-beer song.

Like the story says he followed the girl to New York and she left him . I got the idea from Were not in Kansas anymore

Thanks Vicki