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]