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Lyrics
Green grass of California
Written by Ed Jurdi and Gordy Quist
Back in the seventies, toking Panama Red to the Pleiades
Constellations falling from the sky
Then came the newest kick, Sensimilla for the Mexican brick
Never brings you down, it gets you high
Oh the green green grass of California
Pacific breeze so gentle and so kind
When your eyes are red, spinning in your hand
Remember it's only in your mind
In came the stronger stuff, the single props couldn't haul enough
To keep on Mendocino County time
Up and down the PCH, from the black sand beach to the redwood gate
They engineered a stronger strain of kind
Oh the green green grass of California
Pacific breeze so gentle and so kind
When your eyes are red, spinning in your hand
Remember it's only in your mind
We used to roll up another and another
Don't bogart brother, you're not alone
Now a smaller stash will cost you twice the cash
But half as much will lift you to the new time zone
Oh the green green grass of California
Pacific breeze so gentle and so kind
When your eyes are red, spinning in your hand
Remember it's only in your mind
When your eyes are red, spinning in your hand
Remember it's only in your mind
Remember it's only in your mind
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