San Franciscan Nights:The Animals.
#7 in UK and #9 in USA in 1967.

INTRO: C Em Am G

#1.
C              Em    Am      G
Strobe light's beam, creates dreams,
C     Em    Am        G         D           
 F      C     G
walls move, minds do, too, on a warm San Franciscan night.
C          Dm           F        C           
D        F          C
Old child, young child, feel all right, on a warm San Franciscan night.

#2.
C      Em    Am             G        Em     
      Am         G
Angels sing, leather wings, jeans of blue, Harley-Davidsons, too,
     D            F      C    G
on a warm San Franciscan night.
C           Dm            F        C           
D            F      C
Old angels, young angels, feel all right, on a warm San Franciscan night.

CHORUS:
Fm                   Am
I wasn't born there, perhaps I'll die there,
F                        G
there's no place left to go..San Francisco.

C  Em  Am  G (x2) D F C  
Dm F C

#3.
C     Em      Am          G     C       
Em               Am            G
Cop's face is filled with hate..Heavens above, he's on a street called love.             
         Dm             F    C     G
when will they ever learn?
C        Dm         F        C           D  
          F      C
Old cop, young cop, feel all right, on a warm San Franciscan Night.

CHORUS:
Fm                     Em
The children are cool, they don't raise fools,
F                                G
it's an American dream, includes Indians, too.

OUTRO:
C  Em  Am  G (x2) D F C.


A sixties smash from Kraziekhat.