When I was young, my mama told me She said, "child, take your time Don't fall in love too quickly Before you know your mind" She held me 'round the shoulders In a voice so soft and kind She said, "love can make you happy And love can rob you blind" Here in california The fruit hangs heavy on the vine There's no gold, I thought I'd warn ya And the hills turn brown in the summertime Now I may learn to love you But I can't say when This morning we were strangers And tonight we're only friends But I'll take my time to know you I'll take my time to see There's nothing that I won't show you If you take your time with me Here in california The fruit hangs heavy on the vine There's no gold, I thought I'd warn ya And the hills turn brown in the summertime It's an old familiar story An old familiar rhyme To everything there is a season To every purpose there's a time A time to love and come together A time we look longs for a name A time for questions we can't answer But we ask them just the same Here in california The fruit hangs heavy on the vine There's no gold, I thought I'd warn ya And the hills turn brown in the summertime There's no gold, I thought I'd warn ya And the hills turn brown in the summertime
