Tom: D
D Bm
Well I wasn't there too long
D Bm
Long enough to be gone
G D
Long enough for me to know it was time to roll on
A
The dharma told me so
D Bm
Last time I walked by your street
D Bm
Past the laborers and merchant marines
G D
Flophouse ghosts gone up in smoke
A
Just like you and me
[Chorus]
Bm A D
Now I've got sand from San Francisco in my van
Bm D A
Lord I'd love to get back there someday if I can
G D
But right now I'm headed east
A Bm A G
Don't know if I'd ever believe that I will get back there
A
again
[Verse 2]
D Bm
Now my memories grow like weeds
D Bm
Into dreams that can never be
G D
All I got is this empty seat
A
Reminding me
[Chorus]
Bm A D
Now I've got sand from San Francisco in my van
Bm D A
Lord I'd love to get back there someday if I can
G D
But right now I'm headed east
A Bm A G
Don't know if I'd ever believe that I will get back there
A
again
[Bridge]
G
Long as I keep rolling
A
Long as the tires are holding
G
Long as the tires are rolling
A
Long as I'm beholding
[Verse 3]
D Bm
The only thing I know is I've got to drive
D Bm
So watch the telephone poles tick by
A
Past it all, the seas, the salt
G
Past the mountains where it suddenly gets cold
D
And then down again whipped by the wind
A
Into plains of gold
[Chorus]
Bm A D
Now I've got sand from San Francisco in my van
Bm D A
Lord I'd love to get back there someday if I can
G D
But right now I'm headed east
A Bm A G
Don't know if I'd ever believe that I will get back there
A
again
Bm A D
Now I've got sand from San Francisco in my van
Bm D A
Lord I'd love to get back there someday if I can
G D
But right now I'm headed east
A Bm A G
Don't know if I'd ever believe that I will get back there
D
again
