Well the boys from the south play guitar on the porch
As we surfed in the waves trying not to get scorched by the sun that day
Man

We had fun that day

And at night after dark

When our bellies were full the fireflies came out for a private night show
And i couldn't believe that we soon had to leave


Sweet madera
You know that i'll miss my madera
I've got to go back to madera

Oh
Madera


Ra bum bum bum bum
Da da day


And we talked 'round the table until the dawn came
And then lay in our beds listening to the rain on the tin roof above
Whispering about love


As our thoughts drifted off to the sounds of the night
The clouds opened wide letting in the sweet light

And we watched the sun rise saying our last goodbyes to

Madera

You know that i'll miss my madera
I've got to go back to madera
Oh

Oh
Madera