ColinFerguson
New member
Hi,
I'm working on putting together an EP of some of my songs. I have a thread about it here.
This song is what I'd like to use for my opening track. It's acoustic folk, upbeat, and written in a more traditional style, with the hook at the end of each verse rather than in a chorus.
never been to san francisco
she said she'd never been to san francisco
she said she'd never seen the golden gate
though i guess she must've flown right over top
when she moved from vancouver to la
she was 19 then and beautiful
pale as canadian snow
now she lives in culver city never sees the sun
sprays her tan on in a studio
and she's never been to san francisco
there's a sh*thole bar in west hollywood
where the fading beauties go
'n down the hallway to the right you'll find the powder room
where she did her first bump of blow
she was 23 then and still an optimist
the city'd been hard on her though
she'd never seen the good side of a movie shoot
never even gotten close
and she'd never been to san francisco
there are too many pretty girls in los angeles
and all they ever do is cry
there are far too many dreamers
waiting tables waiting to die
she took a long hard look at that coastal highway
and to her it looked like hope
sometimes all you need is the will to change
and some place else to go
and she'd never been to san francisco
she said wait for me in north beach
where the ghost of jack kerouac roams
hold me close and whisper in my ear
darling welcome home
i want to grow old up by the bay
in a berkeley bungalow
i'll be down by the water every god-d*mned day
to watch the sun set over the bay
and the city of san francisco
I'm working on putting together an EP of some of my songs. I have a thread about it here.
This song is what I'd like to use for my opening track. It's acoustic folk, upbeat, and written in a more traditional style, with the hook at the end of each verse rather than in a chorus.
never been to san francisco
she said she'd never been to san francisco
she said she'd never seen the golden gate
though i guess she must've flown right over top
when she moved from vancouver to la
she was 19 then and beautiful
pale as canadian snow
now she lives in culver city never sees the sun
sprays her tan on in a studio
and she's never been to san francisco
there's a sh*thole bar in west hollywood
where the fading beauties go
'n down the hallway to the right you'll find the powder room
where she did her first bump of blow
she was 23 then and still an optimist
the city'd been hard on her though
she'd never seen the good side of a movie shoot
never even gotten close
and she'd never been to san francisco
there are too many pretty girls in los angeles
and all they ever do is cry
there are far too many dreamers
waiting tables waiting to die
she took a long hard look at that coastal highway
and to her it looked like hope
sometimes all you need is the will to change
and some place else to go
and she'd never been to san francisco
she said wait for me in north beach
where the ghost of jack kerouac roams
hold me close and whisper in my ear
darling welcome home
i want to grow old up by the bay
in a berkeley bungalow
i'll be down by the water every god-d*mned day
to watch the sun set over the bay
and the city of san francisco
