Intro
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Verse 1
 
She is a weaver 
                      F 
Through her hands the bright thread travels 
                                   C 
Blue green water, willows weeping, silver stars 
Verse 2
 
She sings and sighs as the shuttle flies 
                              F 
Through the yarn like a Kerry dancer 
                                 C             Am 
Pink and purple velvet red for a lover's bed 
Chorus
       Em                  Dm   C 
Living north of San Francisco 
               F                C      Am 
With a man who built his house alone 
       Em              Dm 
Living peaceful in the country 
    C                    G                  C      F   C 
The lights of the Golden Gate will lead her home 
Verse 3
 
She is a spinner 
                              F 
In her hands the wooden wheel turns the wool around 
      C 
Then around again 
Verse 4
 
A gypsy from Bolinas 
                        F 
Sits and plays the mandolin 
                                  C             Am 
Faces smile in the firelight of a foggy night 
Chorus
       Em                  Dm   C 
Living north of San Francisco 
               F           C      Am 
Sometimes it's nice to be alone 
               Em                    Dm 
She says, it's peaceful where she is living 
    C                    G                  C      Am 
The lights of the Golden Gate will lead her home 
Bridge
                G              F      C 
You can see the bridges of the city 
                      F         C      Am 
Hanging in the air by steel and stone 
               G                    F 
She says, it's peaceful where she's living 
    C                    G                  C      F   C 
The lights of the Golden Gate will lead her home 
Verse 5
 
She is a weaver 
                      F 
Through her hands the bright thread travels 
                                   C 
Blue green water, willows weeping, silver stars 
Verse 6
 
She is my sister 
                         F 
The baby born when I was older 
                                               C            Am 
Her hands are light, her hair is bright as the summer sun 
Chorus
       Em                  Dm   C 
Living north of San Francisco 
               F           C      Am 
Sometimes it's nice to be alone 
               Em              Dm 
She says, it's peaceful in the country 
    C                    G                  C 
The lights of the Golden Gate will lead her home 
    C                    G                  C      F   C 
The lights of the Golden Gate will lead her home