Santa Rosa Just a little north of the golden gate by the rolling hills growing grapes where the sun will chase the fog away Down a couple blocks and to the right is where Charlie Brown sleeps at night and that Snoopy dog still dreams away the day (Ooos) We'd ride our bikes in the summer heat hunt'n craw-dads in the county creek (Ooos) then hit the hay barn to play "hide and seek" Chorus: Santa Rosa (Ooos) Your roses and fine wine run through this blood of (ahhs) mine and though the road I'm on has taken (Ooos) me to Tennessee (ahhs) my home will always be Santa Rosa We were in the van Highway 101 took Shiloh, just having fun on a summer day late afternoon When Amber Lynn from Piner High waved us down, said, "I need a ride there's a party on the beach let's all go to" (Ooos) Then at Timber Cove she took my hand and we laid down in the cool night sand (Ooos) Boy, it's taken years to understand Chorus Lead Now we have some kids and it makes my cry 'cause on the road the years fly by it's hard to get back, but I've got to try Chorus (breakdown and no harmonies on 1st half)
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