Barclay James Harvest – Fiction The Streets Of San Francisco (Guitar)

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In a cold misty night

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At the corner of Haight

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She stood with a Colt Ferty-Five.

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The gun in her hand

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Awaiting her man

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A victim to take by surprise

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She's the Golden Gate Park killer

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She's the scourge of Frisco bay

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Where she got herself beat up and left for dead

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By a man she felt true love for

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But who left out of hand

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Now she's out to take revenge on every man

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As she stands there with a pistol in her hand

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The victim arrives

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She looks in his eyes

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He goes for the gun in her hand

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Karl Malden was great

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But just a bit late

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Got it right between the eyes

          Bm     F#m       G
She's the Golden Gate Park killer

          Bm         A      G
She's the scourge of Frisco bay

          D                C      Bm       A
Where she got herself beat up and left for dead

     Bm      F#m       G
By a man she felt true love for

    Bm       A      G
But who left out of hand

          D             C        Em    A
Now she's out to take revenge on every man

       D                   C      Bm     D
As she stands there with a pistol in her hand

          Bm     F#m       G
She's the Golden Gate Park killer

          Bm         A      G
She's the scourge of Frisco bay

          D                C      Bm       A
Where she got herself beat up and left for dead

     Bm      F#m       G
By a man she felt true love for

    Bm       A      G
But who left out of hand

          D             C        Em    A
Now she's out to take revenge on every man

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As she stands there with a pistol in her hand