There's something about the weather that everybody loves
They call it the Indian Spring of Sacramento
Oh, when the sun is up in the sky
The wind is coming by the River Side Coast every day
You're in Sacramento, a wonderful town (sing, sing, sing, ding-ding-ding)
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 that sad old feeling here inside you starts to grow
You're in Sacramento, a wonderful town (sing, sing, sing, ding-ding-ding)
Now the spring is near again
And you're thinking if only you were not so lonely, boo ooh
But you can ease your restless mind
'Cos all the people are a loving 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 that sad old feeling here inside you starts to grow
You're in Sacramento, a wonderful town (sing, sing, sing, ding-ding-ding)
Sacramento, Sacramento, Sacramento, Sacramento
Sacramento, Sacramento, Sacramento, Sacramento
