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[Verse 1]
        A
There's something about the weather that everybody loves
                                       E
They call it the Indian spring of Sacramento
Bm
   And when the sun is up in the sky
                            E               A
The wind is blowing by the riverside, most every day
          Bm            D
You're in Sacramento, a wonderful town
      A
Sing, sing, sing, din-di-din

[Verse 2]
        A
There's something about the people that everybody knows
                                      E
That gives you a tender feeling of confusion
Bm
   You're feeling lonely but you don't know
                         E               A
Until this other feeling here inside you starts to grow
          Bm            D
You're in Sacramento, a wonderful town
      A
Sing, sing, sing, din-di-din

[Bridge]
F#m                   C#
   Now that spring is near again
                       F#m                           E   D
And you're thinking if only  you were not so lonely, boo-hoo
            E                  C#
But you can ease your restless mind
             F#m                C#             D
'Cos all the people are  lovin' kind  in  Sacramento

[Instrumental]
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[Verse 3]
        A
There's something about the weather that everybody loves
                                       E
They call it the Indian spring of Sacramento
Bm
   You're feeling lonely but you don't know
                         E               A
Until this other feeling here inside you starts to grow
          Bm            D
You're in Sacramento, a wonderful town
      A
Sing, sing, sing, din-di-din

[Otro]
A    G
 ... Sacramento
G    A
 ... Sacramento