Lyrics - Mill Valley by Abrams Rita

I'm gonna talk about a place
That's got a hold on me,
Mill
Valley
A little place where life
Feels very fine and free,
Mill
Valley
Where people aren't afraid to smile
And stop and talk with you awhile,
And you can be as friendly
As you want to be.
Mill
Valley!
Talkin' 'bout
Mill
Valley,
That's my home!
It looks as pretty in the rain
As in the sun,
Mill
Valley
And there's a mountain
That belongs to ev'ry one,
Mill
Valley
And there are creeks
That run on endlessly,
And trees as far as you can see
It makes you feel as if
Your life has just begun.
Mill
Valley
Talkin' 'bout
Mill
Valley,
Talkin' 'bout
Mill
Valley,
California,
That's my home!
I know that there may come a time
I'll have to leave
Mill
Valley,
And ev'ry memory
Will seem like make-believe
Mill
Valley
And all the good things
That are mine right now,
Will call to me and ask me how
I could have left them all behind
How could
I leave
Mill
Valley,
Talkin' 'bout
Mill
Valley,
Talkin' 'bout
Mill
Valley,
California,
That's my home! (song written by
Rita
Abrams-1970)

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