Here In California chords by Kate Wolf

Key: G#, Capo on 1st fret

VERSE
           G         Am    G
When I was young my mamma told me
          D              Em
She said child take your time
       C                G
Don't fall in love too quickly
   Am                 C
Before you know your mind
     G       Am          G
She held me round the shoulders
      D               Em
In a voice so soft and kind
          C                 G
She said love can make you happy
     Am                G
And love can rob you blind

CHORUS


 Am    D        G
Here in California
Am            D7           Em
fruit hangs heavy on the vine
               C                  G
And there's no gold I thought I'd warn ya
         Am          D              G
And the hills turn brown in the summertime

VERSE

     G      Am        G
Now I may learn to love you
 D               Em
But I can't say when
       C                G
This morning we were strangers
      Am                C
And tonight we're only friends
      G       Am          G
I'll take my time to know you
      D              Em
I'll take my time to see
        C               G
There's nothing I won't show you
       Am                G
If you take your time with me

CHORUS

 Am    D        G
Here in California
Am            D7           Em
fruit hangs heavy on the vine
               C                  G
And there's no gold I thought I'd warn ya
         Am          D              G
And the hills turn brown in the summertime


SOLO

VERSE

      G      Am         G
There's an old familiar story
    D           Em
An old familiar rhyme
     C                   G
To everything there is a season
      Am                 C
To every purpose there's a time
        G         Am      G
A time to love and come together
          D              Em
A time when love longs a name
         C                   G
A time for questions we can't answer
          Am                G
Though we ask them just the same

CHORUS

Am    D        G
Here in California
Am            D7           Em
fruit hangs heavy on the vine
               C                  G
And there's no gold I thought I'd warn ya
         Am          D              G
And the hills turn brown in the summertime




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