San Franciscan Nights

Burdon, Briggs, Weider, Jenkins, McCulloch / Eric Burdon & the new Animals

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Spoken:
Em
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 
 
C Em/B Am G
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C Em/B Am G C Em/B Am G
Strobe light's beam creates dreams Walls move minds do too
D F C
On a warm San Franciscan night
C Dm F C D F C
Old child, young child, feel all right On a warm San Franciscan night
 
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 Em
I wasn't born there - Perhaps I'll die there
F G G/F G/D G/B G/G
There's no place left to go - San Francisco...
 
Instrumental break
D F C C D F C Dm F C
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Cop's face is filled with hate 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 
The children are cool - They don't raise fools 
It's an American dream - Includes Indians, too 


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