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 blowing by the riverside, most every day

You're in Sacramento, a wonderful town

Sing, sing, sing, din-di-din

There's something about the people that everybody knows

That gives you a tender feeling of confusion

You're feeling lonely but you don't know

Until this other feeling here inside you starts to grow

You're in Sacramento, a wonderful town

Sing, sing, sing, din-di-din

Now that spring is near again

And you're thinking if only you were not so lonely, boo-hoo

But you can ease your restless mind

(Ease your restless mind)

'Cos all the people are lovin' kind in Sacramento

There's something about the weather that everybody loves

They call it the Indian spring of Sacramento

You're feeling lonely but you don't know

Until this other feeling here inside you starts to grow

You're in Sacramento - a wonderful town

Sing, sing, sing, din-di-din

Sacramento, Sacramento

Sacramento, Sacramento

Sacramento, Sacramento

Sacramento, Sacramento

Sacramento, Sacramento

Sacramento, Sacramento

Sacramento, Sacramento

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