I CAN SEE CLEARLY NOW
Album No. 51
1972
It never rains in Southern California
Albert Hammond
Ray Conniff
Lyrics:
Ba-da, ba-da
Ba-ba-da, ba-ba-da, ba-ba-da, ba-da, ba-ba-da, ba-da
Ba-da, ba-da, ba-ba-da, ba-ba-da, ba-ba-da, ba-da, da.
Got on board a westbound seven, forty-seven.
Didn’t think before deciding what to do.
All that talk of opportunities, TV, breaks and movies.
Rang true, sure rang true.
Seems it never rains in Southern California.
Seems I’ve often heard that kind of talk before.
It never rains in California,
But girl, don’t they warn ya.
It pours, man, it pours.
Out of work, I’m out of my head.
Out of self respect, I’m out of bread.
I’m underloved, I’m underfed, I wanna go home - I wanna go home.
It rever rains in California,
But girl, don’t they warn ya.
It pours, man, it pours.
Pa-pa-pa
Pa-ba-da, pa-ba-da, pa-ba-da, ba-da, pa-ba-da, ba-da
Pa-da-ba-da, pa-ba-da, pa-ba-da, pa-ba-da, ba-da, da
Will you tell the folks back home, I nearly made it.
Had offers, but don’t know which one to take.
Please, don’t tell them how you found me.
Don’t tell them how you found me.
Give me a break! Give me a break!
Seems it never rains in Southern California.
Seems I’ve often heard that kind of talk before.
It never rains in California
But girl, don’t they warn ya.
It pours, man, it pours.
Seems it never rains in Southern California.
Seems I’ve often heard that kind of talk before...