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Lyrics

A man from California's land Found love and life in Sweden's When his baby girl was born Her heart was formed from both those regions All the beauty of the north And all the promise of the west She wasn't the full blood of either But she was made of both their best There on her mother's farm they grew For 12 long winter seasons And her daddy sang her songs That hinted of a world of freedoms She would have loved to know for sure But she was left without an answеr And could just watch as the song stopped And he was torn to dеath by cancer But the questions filled her heart Just like his books still filled her shelf Until she left with a guitar To find America herself And she searched through San Francisco And she searched the redwood forest For the father who had missed her The singer and guitarist And she wondered what her life would be In doubts of what might happen Walking lost in New York City Just a college dropout in Manhattan In a sublet room in Harlem Holding strangers in the dark Or in sunshine heavy mornings Watching kids in Central Park Find more clues about her father Or choose to go home to her mother Go 3,000 miles one way Or 3,000 in the other In a downtown music bar She shows up early for no reason Someone's on stage with a guitar So she goes inside and sees him And he's kind of like her dad A bald and young Jewish bohemian And he's funny but he's sad And she thinks maybe I won't leave again She doesn't know a thing But it's the love he's always needed Sometimes lovers win But sometimes love dies defeated And in 5 years time she's free again And Sweden calls her softly now And she's 30 and she's beautiful And she doesn't cry so often now And she thinks of all the lives she's lived And the time spent in between And when she plays her daddy's songs She knows exactly what they mean