Californian Soil

I left my soul On Californian soil And I left my pride With that woman by my side I never had a willing hand And I never had a plan But I'm glad I found you here But I'm glad I've got you here But I never had a name And I never felt the same They keep on trying it on And they will keep on trying it on And they will keep on trying it on And I never felt the same I'm young, I'm old And so you do what you're told I never had a willing hand And so you pack up all your bags But I'm glad I've got you here But I'm glad I've got you here But I never felt the same And this life is just a game They keep on trying it on They keep on trying it on And they won't keep on trying it on Until you never feel the same (My-my soul, my-my soul, my-my soul)