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The redtail hawk writes songs across the sky, |
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There's music in the waters flowing by, |
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And you can hear a song each time the wind sighs, |
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In the golden rolling hills of California. |
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It's been so long love since you said goodbye, |
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My cabin's been as lonesome as a cry, |
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There's comfort in the clouds drifting by, |
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In the golden rolling hills of California. |
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A neighbour came today to lend a hand, |
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As I fixed the road as best as I can, |
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It's just something that needs another's hand, |
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In the golden rolling hills of California, |
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In the golden rolling hills of California. |
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The redtail hawk writes songs across the sky, |
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There's music in the waters flowing by, |
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And you can hear a song each time the wind sighs, |
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In the golden rolling hills of California. |
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In the golden rolling hills of California. |
