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San Franciscan Nights

The Animals
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Strobe  light's beam, creates dreams,
 walls  move,  minds  do, too, on a warm San Franciscan night.
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.
I  wasn't born there, perhaps  I'll die there,
there's  no place left to go..San  Francisco.
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.
 A sixties smash from Kraziekhat.

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Readable chord sheet for San Franciscan Nights by The Animals

Tuning: E2 A2 D3 G3 B3 E4 (low to high)

[C] [Em] [Am] [G]

[C]Strobe light's [Em]beam, [Am]creates [G]dreams,
[C]     [Em]    [Am]        [G]         [D]
w[F]alls mo[C]ve, mi[G]nds do, too, on a warm San Franciscan night.
[C]          [Dm]           [F]        [C]
[D]Old child[F], young chi[C]ld, feel all right, on a warm San Franciscan night.

[C]      [Em]    [Am]             [G]        [Em]
Angels[Am] sing, leat[G]her wings, jeans of blue, Harley-Davidsons, too,
on a [D]warm San Fran[F]ciscan [C]night[G].
[C]           [Dm]            [F]        [C]
[D]Old angels, y[F]oung an[C]gels, feel all right, on a warm San Franciscan night.

[Fm]I wasn't born there, [Am]perhaps I'll die there,
[F]there's no place left to [G]go..San Francisco.

[C]  [Em]  [Am]  [G]      [D] [F] [C]
[Dm] [F] [C]

[C]     [Em]      [Am]          [G]     [C]
[Em]Cop's face is fil[Am]led with hate.[G].Heavens above, he's on a street called love.
when will[Dm] they ever lear[F]n?   [C]         [G]
[C]        [Dm]         [F]        [C]           [D]
Old cop, y[F]oung co[C]p, feel all right, on a warm San Franciscan Night.

[Fm]The children are cool, [Em]they don't raise fools,
[F]it's an American dream, includes [G]Indians, too.

[C]  [Em]  [Am]  [G]      [D] [F] [C]

A sixties smash from Kraziekhat.

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