The Black Hat

She stood there bright as the sun, On that California coast, He was a Midwestern boy on his own, She looked at him with those soft eyes, So innocent and blue, He knew right then he was too far from home, He was too far from home, She took his hand and she led him along that golden beach, They watched the waves tumble over the sand, They drove for miles and miles, Up those twisting turning roads, Higher and higher and higher they climbed...