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Introduction
Hey there! Let’s chat about a classic tune that feels like an old friend with its timeless lyrics and melodies—Albert Hammond’s “It Never Rains In Southern California.” This song, released in 1973, is like flipping through a scrapbook of dreams and disillusionments, wrapped in a catchy melody that you can’t help but hum along to.
Imagine this: You’re on a road trip with a buddy, cruising down the highway with the windows down, the sun peeking through the clouds, and this song comes on the radio. It’s one of those moments where music just hits different, right? The song tells the story of someone chasing dreams in California, only to find that the reality isn’t as sunny as expected. There’s something so relatable about that feeling—how many of us have pursued a dream only to find that the journey is full of unexpected storms?
Hammond’s voice carries a sense of wistful nostalgia, as if he’s reflecting on his own experiences, making you feel every word he sings. And let’s not forget the irony of the title itself! While it’s true that Southern California is famous for its sunny weather, the “rain” here is metaphorical, representing the challenges and setbacks that life inevitably throws our way.
This song has stood the test of time not just because of its catchy chorus, but because it taps into the universal human experience of chasing dreams and facing disappointments. It’s like that comforting friend who reminds you that you’re not alone in your struggles.
Here’s a thought: Next time you’re having one of those days where things aren’t going as planned, give this song a listen. It might just be the perfect companion to remind you that, even when it metaphorically pours, you’re in good company. What do you think? Does this song resonate with you on your own journey?
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Lyrics
Got on board a westbound 747
Didn’t think before deciding what to do
Oh, that talk of opportunities, TV breaks and movies
Rang true, sure rang true
Seems it never rains in southern California
Seems I’ve often heard that kind of talk before
It never rains in California
But girl, don’t they warn ya?
It pours, man, it pours
Out of work, I’m out of my head
Out of self respect, I’m out of bread
I’m underloved, I’m underfed
I wanna go home
It never rains in California
But girl, don’t they warn ya?
It pours, man, it pours
Will you tell the folks back home I nearly made it?
Had offers but don’t know which one to take
Please don’t tell ’em how you found me
Don’t tell ’em how you found me
Gimme a break, give me a break
Seems it never rains in southern California
Seems I’ve often heard that kind of talk before
It never rains in California
But girl, don’t they warn ya?
It pours, man, it pours