AnimalsSan Franciscan Nights
 



San Franciscan Nights
(Burdon - Briggs - Weider - Jenkins - McCulloch)

Intro:
guitar w/snare drum:
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repeat 8X w/narration:
guitar:
 Em
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(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:
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(mind)
C   Em/B     Am    G
/  /  /  /   /  /  /  /

C              Em/B Am           G
Verse 1:    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

Fm
Bridge:        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):
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guitar 2:
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guitar 1:
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guitar 2:
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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

repeat instrumental break; fade

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