D G C G C D C D C What double lines I must have been crossingCmaj7 Am G C G C Between the bold awakening and the asleepG C G C D C D C She slipped away and I wasn't dreamingCmaj7 Am G C G C I don't know what she plans to do for her keepC D\A Well the mist hangs low on the hillC G And you never see snowC D\A Could it be in the back of her mindC D Where she had planned to go If you see me in San Francisco You can tell your friends I don't mind I don't know why I go to Frisco It's got to be that girl that I'd like to find She likes to walk in the rain She's got a strong mind of her own And I never hear her complain She took the living on her own Seven days a week I wake up and look out my window Sometimes I feel so low I can hardly speak But what words I hear when she told me how much she loved me Draw back the shades I might as well sleep If you see me in San Francisco You can tell your friends I don't mind I don't know why I go to Frisco It's got to be that girl that I'd like to find.
On Her Own
Gene Clark
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