| Song | California in Popular Song |
| Artist | The Lucksmiths |
| Album | First Frost |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| So love, you've had about enough | |
| Of leaning into the winter wind | |
| Eyes down and collar up | |
| While leaves from European trees | |
| Lie shin-deep in the gutters | |
| Down these cold and golden streets | |
| It’s time you left this town behind | |
| And though you promised not to cry when you said goodbye | |
| Your eyes are bright with wine | |
| And oh, so are mine | |
| But I think it only fair to warn you | |
| All those songs about California lied | |
| The stars won’t shine tonight | |
| It isn’t going to be alright | |
| Oh dear – you’ve had it up to here | |
| But if those dark clouds reach to the empty beach | |
| Well at least the coast is clear | |
| And so, before you turn to go | |
| A few hopeful words from some vacuous verse | |
| You remember from the radio | |
| Well, maybe so |
| So love, you' ve had about enough | |
| Of leaning into the winter wind | |
| Eyes down and collar up | |
| While leaves from European trees | |
| Lie shindeep in the gutters | |
| Down these cold and golden streets | |
| It' s time you left this town behind | |
| And though you promised not to cry when you said goodbye | |
| Your eyes are bright with wine | |
| And oh, so are mine | |
| But I think it only fair to warn you | |
| All those songs about California lied | |
| The stars won' t shine tonight | |
| It isn' t going to be alright | |
| Oh dear you' ve had it up to here | |
| But if those dark clouds reach to the empty beach | |
| Well at least the coast is clear | |
| And so, before you turn to go | |
| A few hopeful words from some vacuous verse | |
| You remember from the radio | |
| Well, maybe so |
| So love, you' ve had about enough | |
| Of leaning into the winter wind | |
| Eyes down and collar up | |
| While leaves from European trees | |
| Lie shindeep in the gutters | |
| Down these cold and golden streets | |
| It' s time you left this town behind | |
| And though you promised not to cry when you said goodbye | |
| Your eyes are bright with wine | |
| And oh, so are mine | |
| But I think it only fair to warn you | |
| All those songs about California lied | |
| The stars won' t shine tonight | |
| It isn' t going to be alright | |
| Oh dear you' ve had it up to here | |
| But if those dark clouds reach to the empty beach | |
| Well at least the coast is clear | |
| And so, before you turn to go | |
| A few hopeful words from some vacuous verse | |
| You remember from the radio | |
| Well, maybe so |