There's something about the weather that ev'rybody loves They call it the Indian spring of Sacramento And when the sun is up in the sky The wind is blowing by the riverside most ev'ry day You're in Sacramento - a wonderful town Sing, sing, sing, din-di-din There's something about the people that ev'rybody knows That gives you a tender feeling of confusion You're feeling lonely but you don't know Until this other feeling here inside you starts to grow You're in Sacramento - a wonderful town Sing, sing, sing, din-di-din Now that spring is near again And you're thinking if only you were not so lonely - boo-hoo But you can ease your restless mind (ease your restless mind) 'Cos all the people are lovin' kind in Sacramento There's something about the weather that ev'rybody loves They call it the Indian spring of Sacramento You're feeling lonely but you don't know Until this other feeling here inside you starts to grow You're in Sacramento - a wonderful town Sing, sing, sing, din-di-din Sacramento, Sacramento Sacramento, Sacramento Sacramento, Sacramento Sacramento, Sacramento . . . ^{Continue to fade}