San Franciscan Nights
Guitar Pro Tab | v5.10
| Posted on Feb. 22, 2012, 5:55 a.m.
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Guitar Pro Tab Summary
Album
unknown
Song Author
E. Burdon, V.Biggs, B. Jenkins, G. Weider & D. McCulloch
File Size
19 KB
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Lyrics
Strobe lights beam cre-ates dreams, Walls move, minds do too, on a warm San Fran-cis-can night. Old child, young child feels al ri-ght on a warm San Fran-cis-can night. An-gels sing, leath-er wings, jeans of blue, Har-ley Dav-id-sons too, on a warm San Fran-cis-can night. Old an-gels, young an-gels feel al-rig-ht on a warm San Fran-cis-can night. I was-n't born there, per-haps I'll die there, there's no place left to go, San Fran-cis-co. Cops face is filled with hate, Heavens a-bove, he's on a street called love. When will they ev-er learn? Old cop, young cop feel al-right on a warm San Fran-cis-can night. The chil-dren are cool, they don't raise fo-o-ls, It's an A-mer-i-can dream, in-cludes In-di-ans too.
Notice
(Narration): 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, U.S.A. Then maybe you will
understand the song, it will be worth it, if not for the
sake of this song, but for the sake of your own piece
of mind.
