Middle of the Road - Sacramento

^CThere's something about the weather, That everybody loves. They call it the Indian Spring of Sacramento. ^FAnd when the sun is up in the sky The wind is blowing by the riverside Most ^Cevery day.

^GYou're in Sacramento, ^F, ^GWonderful town, sing, sing, Sing, sing, si-sing. ^C

^CThere's something about the people, That everbody knows, That gives you a tender feeling of confusion,

^FYou're feeling lonely but you don't know Until this other feeling her^Ge Inside you starts to grow. ^C

^E, ^AmiNow that spring is near again ^E, ^AmiAnd you're thinking of only You were not so lonely, boo, h^Foo but you can ease your restless mind^{G E}'cos all the people a^Ami, ^Fre lovin' kind In Sacramento

^CThere's something about the weather, That everybody loves. They call it the Indian Spring of Sacramento. ^FAnd when the sun is up in the sky The wind is blowing by the riverside Most ^Cevery day. ^FYou're feeling lonely but you don't know Until this other feeling her^Ge Inside you starts to grow. ^C

You're in S^Gacramento...