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

Intro:

	guitar w/snare drum:

	 v   v   v   v     v   v     v   v   v   v     v   v   v
	-----------------|---------|-----------------|-------------
	-----------------|---------|-----------------|-------------
	-----------------|---------|-----------------|-------------
	-----------------|---------|-----------------|-------------
	-----------------|---------|-----------------|-3-----------
	-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
	-----------------|-----------------
	-----------------|-----------------
	------------02--4|-----------------
	-2---2---2-------|-2---2---2--0----
	-----------------|-------------2--2
	-----------------|-----------------

	 v   v   v   v     v   v   v   v
	-----------------|-----------------
	-----------------|-----------------
	-----------------|-----------------
	-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
	-----------------|-----------------
	-----------------|-----------------
	-----------------|-------------0-2-
	-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
	-12-13-15-13-12-13-15-13----12-13-12----12-13-12-
	-------------------------15----------15----------
	-------------------------------------------------
	-------------------------------------------------
	-------------------------------------------------
	-------------------------------------------------

	guitar 2:

	 v           v           v           v
	-------12----------12----------------------------
	-13-15----15-13-15----15-12-13-15-13-12-13-15-13-
	-------------------------------------------------
	-------------------------------------------------
	-------------------------------------------------
	-------------------------------------------------


guitar 1:

	 Am                      G
	 v           v           v           v
	-------12----------12----------------------------
	-13-15----15-13-15----15-12----------------------
	-------------------------------------------------
	-------------------------------------------------
	-------------------------------------------------
	-------------------------------------------------

	guitar 2:

	 v           v           v           v
	-------------------------------------------------
	----13-15-13----13----13-------------------------
	-14----------14----------12----------------------
	-------------------------------------------------
	-------------------------------------------------
	-------------------------------------------------

	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]


-- another ace 60's tab from Andrew Rogers