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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