I'd love to feel your hand
touching mine
And tell me why I must keep
working on
Yes, I'd give my life to lay
my head tonight
On a bed of California stars
I'd like to dream my troubles
all away
On a bed of California stars
Jump up from my starbed and
make another day
Underneath my California stars
They hang like grapes on vines
that shine
And warm the lovers glass
lke friendly wine
So, I'd give this world
just to dream a dream with
you
On our bed of California stars
WORDS: Woody Guthrie - MUSIC:
Jay Bennett/Jeff Tweedy 1997
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