He's heading for gold,nThe San Francisco town mission bellsnAre whispering your name to the clear sky.nIn San Fernando valley I will never fade away,nYou and I will never fade away.nnIt's a trick on your eye,nThe Califronia trail falls behindnFor the true examiner 39.nnIn San Fernando valley he will never fade away,nYou and I will never fade away.nnWhen the tide has stripped the coast,nWhen drought is on a plague,nWhen the stripes are out of th estars,nThere is only here to stay.nnThere's a lover for you,nA feather in the fire for the night.nA pilgrim on a spree,nWith bombs and bees, together, they will never fade away.nYou and I will never fade away.nnWhen the tide has stripped the coast,nWhen there's nothing left to fight,nWhen the stripes our of stars,nThere is only here to hide.n