Californian Soil

I left my soul
 On Californian soil
 And I left my pride
 With that woman by my side
 I never had a willing hand
 And I never had a plan
 But I'm glad I found you here
 But I'm glad I've got you here
 But I never had a name
 And I never felt the same
 They keep on trying it on
 And they will keep on trying it on
 And they will keep on trying it on
 And I never felt the same
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 I'm young, I'm old
 And so you do what you're told
 I never had a willing hand
 And so you pack up all your bags
 But I'm glad I've got you here
 But I'm glad I've got you here
 But I never felt the same
 And this life is just a game
 They keep on trying it on
 They keep on trying it on
 And they won't keep on trying it on
 Until you never feel the same
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 (My-my soul, my-my soul, my-my soul)