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