G C G
Going to California, going to A
C G
The sunshine burns my eyes, but I stare at it anyway
C G F#* Em
I can only hope to get the hang of it someday
G C G
I got the San Andreas fault line blues
[Verse 2]
G C G
Might’ve once been Eden till the angels made their rift
C G
Paradise was swallowed in the great tectonic shift
C G F# Em
What would mankind know to do with such a gift
G C G
Got the San Andreas fault line blues
[Verse 3]
G C G
I cut up the coastline, I was trying to get free
C G
From missions to the orchards, from the desert to the sea
C G F# Em
I could hear the voice of Tom Joad whisperin’ to me
G C G
He got the San Andreas fault line blues
{Walk up to C for bridge = 3fret/E string, open A string, 2fret/A string, C chord}
[Bridge]
C G
When the streets of Bakersfield have all but gone to rust
C G D
And the cowgirls of Bandit Town will be kickin’ up the dust
C G F# Em
And the motorcycle preachers will pray for all of us
G C G
They got the San Andreas fault line blues
[Instrumental]
G C G C G C G F# Em G C G
[Verse 4]
G C G
One hundred Philip Kaufmans, Sin City patches on their vests
C G
A hundred grievous angels whom in nudie suits were dressed
C G F# Em
Drove a hundred red Camaros into a fiery sunset
G C G
They got the San Andreas fault line blues
G Em C G
They got the San Andreas fault line bluuuuuues