Paroles de Sacramento

There's something about the weather that everybody loves They call it the Indian Spring of Sacramento Oh, when the sun is up in the sky The wind is coming by the River Side Coast every day You're in Sacramento, a wonderful town (sing, sing, sing, ding-ding-ding) There's something about the people that everybody knows That gives you a tender feeling of confusion You're feeling lonely, but you don't know Until that sad old feeling here inside you starts to grow You're in Sacramento, a wonderful town (sing, sing, sing, ding-ding-ding) Now the spring is near again And you're thinking if only you were not so lonely, boo ooh But you can ease your restless mind 'Cos all the people are a loving kind In Sacramento There's something about the weather that everybody loves They call it the Indian Spring of Sacramento You're feeling lonely, but you don't know Until that sad old feeling here inside you starts to grow You're in Sacramento, a wonderful town (sing, sing, sing, ding-ding-ding) Sacramento, Sacramento, Sacramento, Sacramento Sacramento, Sacramento, Sacramento, Sacramento