Shovels & Rope - San andreas fault line blues

^GGoing to California, ^Cgoing to ^GLA ^CThe sunshine burns my eyes, but I ^Gstare at it anyway C G F#* Em I can only hope to get the hang of it someday ^GI got the San Andreas ^Cfault line ^Gblues

^GMight’ve once been Eden till the ^Cangels made their ^Grift ^CParadise was swallowed in the ^Ggreat tectonic shift ^CWhat would mankind know to ^Gdo with^F# such a^Em gift ^GGot the San Andreas ^Cfault line bl^Gues

^GI cut up the coastline, I was ^Ctrying to get f^Gree ^CFrom missions to the orchards, from the d^Gesert to the sea

^CI could hear the voice of ^GTom Joad w^F#hisperin’ to ^Emme ^GHe got the San Andreas f^Cault line bl^Gues

Walk up to C for bridge = 3fret/E string, open A string, 2fret/A string, C chord

[Bridge] ^CWhen the streets of Bakersfield have a^Gll but gone to rust ^CAnd the cowgirls of Bandit Town will be k^Gickin’ up the ^Ddust ^CAnd the motorcycle preachers will pr^Gay for^F# all of ^Emus ^GThey got the San Andreas ^Cfault line b^Glues

^GOne hundred Philip Kaufmans, Sin City pa^Ctches on their v^Gests ^CA hundred grievous angels whom in n^Gudie suits were dressed ^CDrove a hundred red Camaros into a fie^Gry ^F#suns^Emet ^GThey got the San Andreas ^Cfault line bl^Gues ^GThey got the San Andreas f^Emault line ^Cbluuuuuue^Gs