Verse 1 Am When the lights go down in the California town F Am People are in for the evening. I jump into my car and I throw in my guitar, F Am My heart beats time with my breathing. F Em Driving over Canan, singing to my soul, F Am There's people out there turning music into gold. Verse 2 Am Now, my buddy Jim Bass, he's a-working, pumping gas, F Am And he makes two fifty for an hour. He's got rhythm in his hands as he's tapping on the cans, F Am Sings rock and roll in the shower. F Em Driving over Canan, singing to my soul, F Am There's people out there turning music into gold. Verse 3 Am Oh, California girls are the greatest in the world, F Am Each one a song in the making, Singing right at me, I can hear the melody, F Am The story is there for the taking. F Em Driving over Kanan, singing to my soul, F Am There's people out there turning music into gold. F Em Driving over Kanan, singing to my soul, F Am There's people out there turning music into gold. Verse 4 Am When the lights go down in the California town F Am People are in for the evening. I jump into my car and I throw in my guitar, F Am My heart beats time with my breathing. F Em Driving over Canan, singing to my soul, F Am There's people out there turning music into gold. F Em Driving over Kanan, singing to my soul F Am People out there turning music into gold, F Am People out there turning music into gold, F Am People out there turning music into gold. Am F People out there turning music into gold, into gold, Am F People out there turning music into gold, into gold, Am F People out there turning music into gold, into gold, Am F People out there turning music into gold, into gold, Working on the radio, Am F People out there turning music into gold, into gold, Slipping down the backroad, Am F People out there turning music into gold, into gold, Am F People out there turning music into gold, into gold
