You are talking of heaven,
when you talk of the west
I'm getting tired of the ice and snow
My weary brain is crying westward ho
Train pulls out at 11 for
I live in the sun, love in the moon
A little sun -kissed blood
Going strong now, won't be long now,
open up that golden gate.
Mountains and mountains, rivers and fountains,
rocks that are aged and worn.
Acre after acre of the richest soil, a hundred million,
billion, trillion barrels of oil.
Mountain and prairie, cattle and dairy,
And right at the tail, the end of the trail,
there are thousands of boats sailing through
I live in the sun, love in
A little sun kissed blood, ah,
is coming my way, just beyond the
Go ing strong now, won't be long now,
open up that golden gate!