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I’m California born and raised
My roots run deep in the golden state
There’s no glitter in the songs I play
No bright lights, surf or sand
I’m country as a three-chord song
This old guitar knows where I come from
And it’s The Other California
Made me who I am

Where Haggard rules
The cowboy rides
The Valley ends
And the mountains rise
I come from The Other California
The best of the West survives
North of the Shasta County line
The Other California
Where wild is a state of mind

There’s a spirit that cannot be tamed
Where pioneers crossed the Cascade Range
Whiskeytown remembers Gold Rush days
A rowdy legacy
One part hawk and one part dove
We fight for the things we love
It’s rugged, raw and real
Everything I’d like to be