Sand From San Francisco

D                           Bm
   Well I wasn't there too long
D                     Bm
   Long enough to be gone
G                                 
   Long enough for me to 
          D
know it was time to roll on
                    A
The dharma told me so

D                              Bm
   Last time I walked by your street
D                                 
   Past the laborers and merchant 
   Bm
marines
G                                D
   Flophouse ghosts gone up in smoke
                  A
Just like you and me


[Chorus]

              Bm                A 
Now I've got sand from San 
          D
Francisco in my van
          Bm                D 
Lord I'd love to get back there 
                A
someday if I can
           G              D
But right now I'm headed east
        A                 Bm      
Don't know if I'd ever believe 
  A       G
that I will get back there
  A
again


[Verse 2]

D                             Bm
   Now my memories grow like weeds
Continúa después del anuncio
D                             Bm
   Into dreams that can never be
G                            D
   All I got is this empty seat
             A
Reminding me


[Chorus]

              Bm                A 
Now I've got sand from San 
          D
Francisco in my van
          Bm                D 
Lord I'd love to get back there 
                A
someday if I can
           G              D
But right now I'm headed east
        A                 Bm      
Don't know if I'd ever believe 
  A       G
that I will get back there
  A
again


[Bridge]

G
Long as I keep rolling
A
Long as the tires are holding
G
Long as the tires are rolling
A
Long as I'm beholding


[Verse 3]

D                                 
   The only thing I know is I've 
        Bm
got to drive
D                                 
   So watch the telephone poles 
   Bm
tick by
A
Past it all, the seas, the salt
G
Past the mountains where it suddenly
 gets cold
          D
And then down again whipped by the 
wind
   A
Into plains of gold


[Chorus]

              Bm                A 
Now I've got sand from San 
          D
Francisco in my van
          Bm                D 
Lord I'd love to get back there 
                A
someday if I can
           G              D
But right now I'm headed east
        A                 Bm      
Don't know if I'd ever believe 
  A       G
that I will get back there
  A
again

              Bm                A 
Now I've got sand from San 
          D
Francisco in my van
          Bm                D 
Lord I'd love to get back there 
                A
someday if I can
           G              D
But right now I'm headed east
        A                 Bm      
Don't know if I'd ever believe 
  A       G
that I will get back there
  D
again