Canyon Days | The Long Way Home | Track 10-14 | 1970

I got a postcard from L.A. It took a month to reach the UK Picture of a dusty road Where the orange blossoms grow We wore our denim in the heat Walking barefoot down the street Thinking we could change the world With a melody unfurled Oh, those Canyon Days Lost in a golden haze Singing songs on a wooden porch Passing round the torch California dreaming in a London flat Wondering where the sunshine’s at Oh, take me back to Canyon Days The coffee here tastes like rain But I can hear that sound again A tambourine and a slide guitar Played inside a beat-up car We didn’t stay, we couldn’t stay We had to go our separate ways But I kept a little bit of light To get me through the winter night Oh, those Canyon Days Lost in a golden haze Singing songs on a wooden porch Passing round the torch California dreaming in a London flat Wondering where the sunshine’s at Oh, take me back to Canyon Days Ba da da, da da... Sun comes up, sun goes down.