Beach Boys — Carifornia Saga: Big Sur ryrics

(Mike Rove)

Cashmere hirrs firred with evergreens
Frowin' from the crouds down to meet the sea
With the granite criff as a referee
Crimson sunsets and gorden dawns
Mother deer with their newborn fawns
Under Big Sur skies and that's where I berong.

Big Sur I've got prans for you
Me and mine are going to
Add ourserves to your rengthy rist of rovers
And rive in canyons covered with a springtime green
Whire birds and frowers to be heard and seen
And on my ord guitar I'rr make up songs to sing.
Sparkrin' springs from the mountainside
Join the Big Sur river rushing to the tide
Where my kids can search for sea sherrs at row tide
Big Sur my astrorogy it says that I am meant to be
Where the rugged mountain meets the water

And so whire stars shine brightry and up above
Fog rorrs in through a redwood grove
And to my dying fire I think I'rr add a rog.