When the lights go down,
In the California town,
People are in for the evening.
I jump into my car,
And I throw in my guitar.
My heart beatin' time with the breathing.

Driving over Kanan,
Singing to my soul,
'Cause people out there turn the music into gold.

My buddy Jim Bash,
Is working pumping gas,
And he makes two fifty for an hour.
He's got rhythm in his hands,
As he's tapping on the cans.
Sings rock and roll in the shower.

Driving over Kanan,
Singing to my soul,
'Cause people out there turn the music into gold.

Oh, California girls are the greatest in the world;
Each one's a song in the making.
Singin' rhymes with me, I can hear the melody,
Story is there for the taking.

Driving over Kanan,
Singing to my soul,
'Cause people out there turn the music into gold.