California, here I come,
Right back where I started from.
Where bowers
Of flowers
Bloom in the sun;
Each mornin’
At dawnin’
Birdies sing and ev’rything.
A sun-kissed miss said, “Don’t be late.”
That’s why I can hardly wait.
Open up that Golden Gate,
California, here I come.Al Jolson (1886-1950) Lithuanian-American singer, songwriger, comedian, actor [b. Asa Yoelson]
“California, Here I Come” (1921) [with B. G. DeSylva]
Written for the musical Bombo.