C   F   C   F   C   F   C

[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