There's a home in California
It has chimes around the door
And the flow'r of bougainvillea
Grows high down to the floor
You can go there if you're weary
You can go there if you're scared
For when you cross the do-or-way
Your mind shall be repaired
There's a lady there who knows you
Though she's lived here all her life
She has seen it all before you
If she's ever been a wife
And she'll understand your suff'ring
If she's ever felt forlorn
She will heal you with her loving
Until you feel reborn
You can go there like it's Friday
You can go there to be free
For when you cross her doorway
Bougainvillea you will be