A G A
A G A
D
D
There's something about the weather that everybody loves,
A
They call it the Indian Spring of Sacramento.
Em
And when the sun is up in the sky,
A D
The wind is blowin' by the river side most everyday,
Em G
You're in Sacramento, a wonderful town
D
Sing sing sing sing sing sing.
D
There's something about the people that everybody knows.
A
That gives you a tender feelin' of confusion.
Em
You’re feelin' lonely but you don't know
A D
Until this other feelin' here inside you starts to grow,
Em G
You're in Sacramento, a wonderful town
D
Sing sing sing sing sing sing.
Bm F#
Now that spring is near again
Bm G
And your thinkin' if only you were not so lonely ooh ooh
A F#
But you can ease your restless mind
Bm F#
’cause all the people are a lovin' kind,
G
In Sacramento.
A G A
A G A
D
There's something about the weather that everybody loves,
A
They call it the Indian Spring of Sacramento.
Em
You're feelin' Ionely, but you don't know
A D
Until this other feelin' here inside you starts to grow,
Em G
You're in Sacramento, a wonderful town
D
Sing sing sing sing sing sing.
C
Sacramento
D
Sacramento
C
Sacramento
D C
Sacramento
Sacramento akkorde
von Roy Black
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