Intro: guitar w/snare drum: v v v v v v v v v v v v v E|-----------------|---------|-----------------|-------------| B|-----------------|---------|-----------------|-------------| G|-----------------|---------|-----------------|-------------| D|-----------------|---------|-----------------|-------------| A|-----------------|---------|-----------------|-3-----------| E|-0-----3-2--0----|---------|-0-----3-2---0---|-------------| ^ doubled w/bass repeat 8X w/narration: guitar: Em v v v v v v v v E|-----------------|-----------------| B|-----------------|-----------------| G|------------02--4|-----------------| D|-2---2---2-------|-2---2---2--0----| A|-----------------|-------------2--2| E|-----------------|-----------------| v v v v v v v v E|-----------------|-----------------| B|-----------------|-----------------| G|-----------------|-----------------| D|-0---0---0---0--0|-0---0---0---0--0| (Spoken:) 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, USA 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 bass: Em [N.C.] [slower] v v v v v v v v E|-----------------|-----------------| B|-----------------|-----------------| G|-----------------|-------------0-2-| D|-0---------------|-----------3-----| (mind) C Em/B Am G / / / / / / / / Verse 1: C Em/B Am G Strobe light's beam creates dreams C Em/B Am G Walls move minds do too D F C On a warm San Franciscan night C Dm F C Old child, young child, feel all right D F C On a warm San Franciscan night Verse 2: Angels sing, leather wings Jeans of blue, Harley-Davidsons too On a warm San Franciscan night Old angels, young angels feel all right On a warm San Franciscan night Bridge: Fm I wasn't born there Em Perhaps I'll die there F G /F /D /B /G [N.C.] There's noplace left to go San Francisco... Instrumental break: guitar 1 [chords implied]: C Em/B v v v v E|-12-13-15-13-12-13-15-13----12-13-12----12-13-12-| B|-------------------------15----------15----------| G|-------------------------------------------------| D|-------------------------------------------------| A|-------------------------------------------------| E|-------------------------------------------------| guitar 2: v v v v E|-------12----------12----------------------------| B|-13-15----15-13-15----15-12-13-15-13-12-13-15-13-| G|-------------------------------------------------| D|-------------------------------------------------| A|-------------------------------------------------| E|-------------------------------------------------| guitar 1: Am G v v v v E|-------12----------12----------------------------| B|-13-15----15-13-15----15-12----------------------| G|-------------------------------------------------| D|-------------------------------------------------| A|-------------------------------------------------| E|-------------------------------------------------| guitar 2: v v v v E|-------------------------------------------------| B|----13-15-13----13----13-------------------------| G|-14----------14----------12----------------------| D|-------------------------------------------------| A|-------------------------------------------------| E|-------------------------------------------------| D F C / / / / / / / / C D* F C / / / / / / / / Dm* F C / / / / / / / / * note that the D and Dm are swapped from the verse Verse 3: Cop's face is filled with haight Heavens above, he's on a street called Love When will they ever learn Old cop, young cop feel all right On a warm San Franciscan Night Bridge 2: The children are cool They don't raise fools It's an American dream Includes Indians, too