I went down to Beaumont, where all them angels fly.
Something in the air down there makes me afraid to die, 
so I looked across the channel,
I couldn't take the view without you.
Passing through the midnight, with the dawn upon my 
head, 
Trying to beat the morning, lost I'm weak, Maybe after 
sunrise I'll wait another day,
I'd be ok, I would be ok.
Cause they've got stars in California, walking down the 
streets
Dancing on the boulevard in their golden satin sheets.
Busking on the corner, for some change, for tips and 
for me, 
For old memories, for old memories.
Driving through Las Cruces, straddling the lights, 
staring up at Jesus, 
With the devil on my mind. Now I'm not one for praying, 
The desert sun can bleach you to the bone, it can 
bleach you to the bone.
And they've got stars in California, walking down the 
streets
Dancing on the boulevard, in their golden satin sheets
Busking on the corner, for some change, for tips and 
for me,
For old memories, for old memories.
They've got stars in California, just walking down the 
streets
They're dancing on the boulevard, in golden satin 
sheets
So now I'm busking on the corner, for some change, for 
tips and for me, for me,
And for my old memories, for old memories.