[Intro]

[Verse 1]
Born in south california sand
To a gypsy mother and a guitar playing man
Raised inside the american dream
School days - desert parties
Had it all so it seemed
Yet there was something driving me wild
Driving me crazy
Deep inside like a knife cutting on me
So I said to myself
"You got one life sittin' on the shelf
Get out"

[Chorus 1]
Growing up in california
Growing up in california
Got the sun, got the beach
And it's always calling me, oh yeah

[Verse 2]
Headed north san francisco bay
There was music all night
And rock and roll every day
I found myself on a funky band
Led by a family stone horn playing man
Still there was something pulling hard
Driving me crazy
Needed more
Too much music inside of me
So with my friends we took a stand
Started up our own rockin' band, oh yeah
[Chorus 2]
Growing up in california
Growing up in california
Golden gate redwood trees
And they're always calling me, oh yeah

[Brigde]
Sunset boulevard rainbow bar and grill
Lots of gold records I still love it here
Pacific coast highway
Filmore where the music lives
Wine country the most beautiful place I know
Sierra mountains, southern beaches
Inland cities of rock and roll

[Chorus 1]
Growing up in california
Growing up in california
Got the sun, got the beach
And it's always calling me, oh yeah, oh yeah

[Chorus 2]
Growing up in california
Growing up in california
Golden gate redwood trees
And they're always calling me, oh yeah