There's something about the weather that everybody loves,
They call it the Indian Spring of Sacramento.
And when the sun is up in the sky,
The wind is blowin' by the river side most everyday,
You're in Sacramento, a wonderful town
Sing sing sing sing sing sing.
There's something about the people that everybody knows.
That gives you a tender feelin' of confusion.
You?re feelin' lonely but you don't know
Until this other feelin' here inside you starts to grow,
You're in Sacramento, a wonderful town
Sing sing sing sing sing sing.
Now that spring is near again
And your thinkin' if only you were not so lonely ooh ooh
But you can ease your restless mind
?cause all the people are a lovin' kind,
In Sacramento.
Interlude
verse 2
There's something about the weather that everybody loves,
They call it the Indian Spring of Sacramento.
You're feelin' Ionely, but you don't know
Until this other feelin' here inside you starts to grow,
You're in Sacramento, a wonderful town
Sing sing sing sing sing sing.
Coda
Sacramento
Sacramento
Sacramento
Sacramento