Ya'll want some more? Let me hear ya say 'yeah' Let me hear ya say 'hell yeah' Tuna the smoke-jumper, packing my oral cannon Bustin from Okinawa, Japan to Laurel Canyon
she gathers flowers And Estrella, dear companion Colors up the sunshine hours Pouring music down the canyon Coloring the sunshine hours They are the ladies of the canyon
s how I came to be Morning Rider on the road Well, I'd wake up in the morning with the sunshine in my eyes And the music of the Canyon would begin And
's chains. I'd rather live on the side of the mountains than wander trhough canyons of concrete and steel I'd rather laugh with the rain and the sunshine
(We need a count-on for this, all right? One two three four!) Los Angelenos all come from somewhere To live in sunshine, their funky exile Midwestern
and ladies chains I?d rather live on the side of a mountain Than wander through canyons of concrete and steel I?d rather laugh with the rain and sunshine
gathers flowers And Estrella, dear companion Colors up the sunshine hours Pouring music down the canyon- Coloring the sunshine hours They are the ladies of the canyon
Los Angelenos All come from somewhere To live in sunshine Their funky exile Midwestern ladies High-heeled and faded Drivin' sleek new sports cars With
just as sure as tomorrow will come Spanning the canyons between us till I cross every one 'Cause I'm building bridges that will take me back to you I'll be sunshine
gathers flowers And Estrella, dear companion Colors up the sunshine hours Pouring music down the canyon Coloring the sunshine hours They are the ladies of the canyon
foot tracks at Ames Came a mighty strange contraption Known to trainmen as a motor But to folks in Colorado She was known by another name Up the canyons
from wrong And winter starts to fall Against the canyon walls Dance to the rain and sunshine Sang to the beat of my brother Danced through the rain and sunshine
's chains I'd rather live on the side of a mountain Than wander through the canyons of concrete and steel I'd rather laugh with the rain and sunshine
live on the side of a mountain Than wander through canyons of concrete and steel I'd rather laugh with the rain and the sunshine Then lay down my sun
When it's grey in L.A. I sure like it that way Cause there's way too much sunshine round here I don't know about you I get so sick of blue skies Whenever
of the devil made her spin Morning sunshine (Sunshine) High on the mountain Where the air is pure and cold But there's darkness in the shadows In the canyons
institution New mowed lawn a hammock kids playing in a sprinkler In Canyon City or until such time as the defense Carefree beautiful woman entwined, sand, fruits, sunshine
house Party people, rocks da house Party people, rocks da house Yo, tuna the smoke-jumper, packin' my oral cannon Bustin' from Okinawa, Japan to Laurel Canyon