Rancid – California Sun (Guitar)

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As recorded by Rancid [Chorus]
C                  F
[tab]           Am      G           C
Behind the Anaheim Hills, here comes the night

              F
I was high on junk

        Am            G          C
And the warm winds of Santa Anna feel all right
[Verse 1]
C                               F
Will every crimmin' hood make a bargain with the world

                                 C
Seats are successive when you're shot to the curb

                                F
I spend my day in blindness, at night I get my vision

                       C
Dodgy, cause there are no one indecision

           F     C
Cause it's wild,

          Am   F         G
When it's wild wild wild wild
[Chorus]
  C                F
California sun has sunk

           Am      G           C
Behind the Anaheim Hills, here comes the night

              F
I was high on junk

        Am            G          C
And the warm winds of Santa Anna feel all right
[Verse 2]
C                 F
I get destructive outside obedience

                            C
I am no longer respected in this new transition

                      F
I put into effect, my long time standard

                   C
Disastrous living, disastrous living!

           F
Cause it's wild,

           Am   F         G
Cause it's wild wild wild wild
[Chorus]
  C                F
California sun has sunk

           Am      G           C
Behind the Anaheim Hills, here comes the night

              F
I was high on junk

        Am            G          C
And the warm winds of Santa Anna feel all right
[Interlude] C F C F C
           F     C
Cause it's wild,

           Am   F         G
Cause it's wild wild wild wild
[Chorus]
  C                F
California sun has sunk

           Am      G           C
Behind the Anaheim Hills, here comes the night

              F
I was high on junk

        Am            G          C
And the warm winds of Santa Anna feel all right

                   F
California sun has sunk

           Am      G           C
Behind the Anaheim Hills, here comes the night

              F
I was high on junk

        Am            G          C
And the warm winds of Santa Anna feel all right

C
All right!