Sanctuary(Cavaco chords)

	        verse 1 
E                             B 
Well I got to Haight I was a little late 
                 C#m      B 
It was an empty dream, I found 
      G#m              C#m 
Gone away, child, to another day 
          F#m                 B 
When they passed the flowers around 
      E                B 
So I turned my collar away from the chill 
       C#m           B 
Of the San Francisco night 
           G#m                C#m 
Turned my head back cross the water, Lord 
     F#m              B         E 
Everything’s going to be all right 
E7 

 
               A                  G#m 
There might be war in the core of Baltimore 
     F#m            E 
Or a breakdown in L.A. 
               A                    G#m 
They bring you down in the heart of Memphis town 
    F#m                   B 
And people look the other way 
             A                   G#m 
Well, if the lights burn cold in New York City 
      F#m               C#m   B 
It’s sad, but God, it’s true 
      E        F#m      G#m    A 
I got John and Mary and sanctuary 
   B             E 
On Telegraph Avenue 


verse 2 
         E                      B   
Well the eagle don’t fly the Alabama sky 
      C#m                B      
They chained him to the ground 
     G#m               C#m  
Colorado, Lord, don’t want me now 
     F#m                  B 
It’s all right I’ve been found 
    E                            B 
So Mama stop your crying, don’t worry about me 
            C#m                B  
It’s gonna work out fine some day 
        G#m               C#m 
If you gave me a million dollar bill 
              F#m      B    E 
You couldn’t turn my heart away. 
E7 

 
               A                  G#m 
There might be war in the core of Baltimore 
     F#m            E 
Or a breakdown in L.A. 
               A                    G#m 
They bring you down in the heart of Memphis town 
    F#m                   B 
And people look the other way 
             A                   G#m 
Well, if the lights burn cold in New York City 
      F#m               C#m   B 
It’s sad, but God, it’s true 
      E        F#m      G#m    A 
I got John and Mary and sanctuary 
   B             A 
On Telegraph Avenue 
      E 
Oh I love you 
     A 
I do love you 
     E 
Oh my friend I love you 
     A 
Oh, ohhh 

	        

Written by Don Burnham/Dick Holler