Rancid - California Sun Chords

[Chorus]
C                  F
California sun has sunk
           Am      G           C
Behind the Anaheim Hills, here comes the night
              F
I was high on junk
        Am            G          C
And the warm winds of Santa Anna feel all right
 
[Verse 1]
C                               F
Will every crimmin' hood make a bargain with the world
                                 C
Seats are successive when you're shot to the curb
                                F
I spend my day in blindness, at night I get my vision
                       C
Dodgy, cause there are no one indecision
           F     C
Cause it's wild,
          Am   F         G
When it's wild wild wild wild
 
[Chorus]
  C                F
California sun has sunk
           Am      G           C
Behind the Anaheim Hills, here comes the night
              F
I was high on junk
        Am            G          C
And the warm winds of Santa Anna feel all right
 
[Verse 2]
C                 F
I get destructive outside obedience
                            C
I am no longer respected in this new transition
                      F
I put into effect, my long time standard
                   C
Disastrous living, disastrous living!
           F
Cause it's wild,
           Am   F         G
Cause it's wild wild wild wild
 
[Chorus]
  C                F
California sun has sunk
           Am      G           C
Behind the Anaheim Hills, here comes the night
              F
I was high on junk
        Am            G          C
And the warm winds of Santa Anna feel all right
 
[Interlude]
C  F  C  F  C
           F     C
Cause it's wild,
           Am   F         G
Cause it's wild wild wild wild
 
[Chorus]
  C                F
California sun has sunk
           Am      G           C
Behind the Anaheim Hills, here comes the night
              F
I was high on junk
        Am            G          C
And the warm winds of Santa Anna feel all right
                   F
California sun has sunk
           Am      G           C
Behind the Anaheim Hills, here comes the night
              F
I was high on junk
        Am            G          C
And the warm winds of Santa Anna feel all right
C
All right!