Text: Lucinda Williams. Here In California.

written by Kate Wolf


Lucinda Williams vocals/acoustic guitar
Ron De La Vega bass
Nina Gerber acoustic guitar
Sally Van Meter dobro
Chris Weber harmony
Ed Johnson harmony

When I was young my mamma told me
SHe said child take your time
Don't fall in love too quickly
Before you know the one
She held me round the shoulders
In a voice so soft and kind
She said love can make you happy
And love can rob you blind
Here in California fruit hangs heavy on the vines
There's no gold I thought I'd warn you
And the hills turn brown in the summertime
Now I will learn to love you
But I can't say when
This morning we were strangers
And tonight we're only friends
I'll take the time to know you
I'll take the time to see
There's nothing I won't show you

If you take your time with me
Here in California fruit hangs heavy on the vines
There's no gold I thought I'd warn you
And the hills turn brown in the summertime

SOLO

There's a old familiar story
An old familiar rhyme
To everything there is a season
To every purpose there's a time
A time to love and come together
A time when love longs for air ??
A time for questions we can't answer
Though we ask them just the same
Here in California fruit hangs heavy on the vines
There's no gold I thought I'd warn you
And the hills turn brown in the summertime

From "Treasures Left Behind Remembering Kate Wolf"
Red House Records 1998
Another Sundown Publishing Co(BMI)