Arizona (1969)
A - A7
A
1. She must belong to San Francisco, she must
have lost her way,
D
A
postin’ a poster of Poncho and Cisco one California
day.
D
She said she believes in Robin
Hood and brotherhood
and
colours of green and grey,
F
and
all you can do is laugh at her
E
doesn't
anybody know how to pray ?
D G A
D
Arizona, take off your rainbow
shades,
D G A
D
Arizona, have another look at
the world, my my !
D G A D
Arizona, cut off your Indian
braids,
D G - A D
Arizona, hey, won't you go my way
!
D7
Mm, strip off your pride
G D
you're
acting like a teeny-bopper run away child,
D7 G - A
and
scrape off the paint from the face of a little town saint.
D G A
D
Arizona, take off your hobo
shoes,
D G - A D
Arizona, hey, won't you go my way
!
+ D7 - G -
D - D7 - G - A
A
2. Follow me up to San Francisco, I will be
guide your way,
D
A
I'll be the Count of Monte Cristo, you'll
be the Countess May,
D
and
you can believe in Robin Hood and brotherhood,
and
rolling the ball in the hay.
F
And I will be reading you an
Aesop's fable,
E
anything
to make you stay.
D G A D
Arizona, take off your rainbow
shades,
D G A D
Arizona, have another look at
the world, my my !
D G A D
Arizona, cut off your Indian
braids,
D G - A D
Arizona, hey, won't you go my way
!
-
D G A D
Hey, Arizona, take off your hobo shoes,
D G A D
Arizona, have another look at
the world, my my !
D G A D
Arizona, get off your 8-ball
blues,
D G - A D
Arizona, hey, won'tcha
go my way, come on, hey !
D G A D
Arizona, take off your rainbow
shades .....
(orig. = capo 1st) (Mark
Lindsay)