Don't
pick up strangers on the road
As the young boy I was told
But I could never ever listen
I
was on route to Monterey
And she was heading the same way
All aboard my Silverado
She's a California poppy of the PCH Bloomin' on the roadside
Hitchin' and a-thumbin' and a-thumbin' a ride
And a golden ray of sunshine
She was a hipster from the town
Smokin' reefer by the pound And her ways were kinda groovy
She
kept her shades on for the ride Now
there was somethin' she was tryin' to
ride I couldn't put my finger on it
She's a California poppy of the PCH Bloomin' on the roadside
Hitchin' and a-thumbin' and a-thumbin' a ride
And a golden ray of sunshine
She made a stop at a service station For a little bit of relaxation
And a little bit of gasoline
She stole my keys and then she rode away
And for the gas I had to pay So I wrote my song about it
All aboard my Silverado She's a California poppy of the PCH
Bloomin' on the roadside Hitchin'
and a-thumbin' and a-thumbin' a ride
And a golden ray of sunshine She's a California poppy of the PCH
Bloomin' on the roadside Hitchin'
and a-thumbin' and a-thumbin' a ride
And a golden ray of sunshine She made a stop at a service station
For a little bit of relaxation And a golden ray of sunshine