Verse 

A                                            F#m 
Sold my new pair of shoes down the river for gold 
A                                                F#m 
Knock, knock, knock at the door but Misters’ not home 
D                                    A 
Out in the desert my lady left years ago 
D                                               A 
She took all my money and spent it on flesh and bone. 

A                                             F#m 
Walk on down to the store for a fresh pack of smokes 
A                                               F#m 
I hear them laughing, snickering, telling their jokes 
D                                             A 
I couldn’t care less about whatever it is you say 
D                                                                     A 
Don’t need to whisper when you talk cause I can hear you from a mile away. 


[Refrão]

Bm                                                       A     E 
I’m going to San Francisco, I'm going to San Francisco today 
Bm                                                         A    E 
I’m going to San Francisco, I'm going to San Francisco to stay. 

Verse 
A                                             F#m 
There’s’ a man underground, says he’s selling hope 
A                                             F#m 
I tried to dig on down, and all I found was a hole 
D                                                    A 
It feels like this when you cant get where you gotta go 
      D                                            A 
Go on spin those wheels Sonny, we know your backs’ broke. 


[Refrão]

Bm                                                       A     E 
I’m going to San Francisco, I'm going to San Francisco today 
Bm                                                         A    E 
I’m going to San Francisco, I'm going to San Francisco to stay. 
           A 
It's all I know