I Couldn’t Live In Southern California Tom T. Hall

[Chorus]
I couldn't live in southern California
I don't know nothing I could do
I couldn't live in southern California, babe
Not unless I lived there with you

[Verse 1]
We went down to Laguna in the wintertime
The shops were warm, the brandy tasted good
You know, you said you never could stand tourists
And you wouldn't be a tourist if you could
Do you remember that we saw a rainbow
Breaking over the mountains in the way?
And even though they said it would be raining
We found ourselves a chilly, sunny day
The mountains are so high, I feel that I could fly
Looking down into the valley below
The clear Kentucky streams, they are always in my dreams
I think that is something you should know

[Interlude]

[Verse 2]
I don't think that I could drive the freeways
I get lost and you know how that feels
Someday, I think I'd like to paint a seascape
If they ever get the ocean to stand still
The old men with the beer talked to the seagulls
The young men in their prime were playing ball
Some coyotes on the prairie chased the rabbits
And we promised that we'd come back in the fall