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LYRICS SAN FRANCISCAN NIGHTS

  San Franciscan Nights
Eric Burdon & The Animals
Words and Music by Eric Burdon, Victor Briggs,
John Weider, Barry Jenkins, and Danny McCulloch

- peak Billboard position # 9 in 1967)


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 Translove 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.


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 angel, young angel 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.




Transcribed by Ronald E. Hontz
ronhontz@worldnet.att.net