Capo I

(Spoken) E5

This following program is dedicated to the city and people of 
San Francisco, who may not know it but they are beautiful and so 
is their city this is a very personal song, so if the viewer 
cannot understand it particularly those of you who are European 
residents save up all your bread and fly trans love airways to 
San Francisco U.S.A., then maybe you'll understand the song, it 
will be worth it, if not for the sake of this song but for the 
sake of your own peace of mind. 


C5 E5 A5 G5

C5             E5   A5     G5
Strobe lights beam create dreams 
C5     E5   A5       G5
walls move minds to do 
     D5            F5      C5
on a warm San Franciscan night 
C5         D5          F5      C5
old child young child feel alright 
     D5            F5      C5
on a warm San Franciscan night 

C5      E5   A5      G5
Angels sing leather wings 
C5        E5          A5        C5
jeans of blue Harley Davidsons too 
     D5            F5      C5
on a warm San Franciscan night 
C5          D5           F5      C5
old angels young angels feel alright 
     D5            F5      C5
on a warm San Franciscan night 

  F5                E5
I wasn't born there perhaps I'll die there 
        F5                G5  ( G5       F5  G5 )
there's no place left to go, San Francisco. 

C5 E5 A5 G5 2x

D5 F5 C5  G5

C5 D5 F5 C5

D5 F5 C5

C5     E5      A5          G5
Cop's face is filled with hate 
C5        E5             A5            C5
heavens above he's on a street called love
D5              F5    C5
when will they ever learn? 
C5       D5        F5      C5
old cop young cop feel alright 
     D5            F5      C5
on a warm San Franciscan night

    F5
the children are cool 
     E5
they don't raise fools 
        F5
it's an American dream 
         G5
includes Indians too

C5 E5 A5 G5 2x

D5 F5 C5  G5 . . .


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