I left my heart in San Francisco
high on a hill it calls to me
To be where little cable
cars climb half way to the stars
The morning fog may chill
the air I don’t care
My love waits
there in San Francisco
above the blue and windy sea
When I come home
to you San Francisco
Your golden sun will shine for me
I took a trip and I left
San Francisco to see the
world that had been my dream
over now I can hardly
wait to cross that Golden Gate
The only place my heart feels free
I’m comming back to
good old San Francisco
And from now on that’s
where I’ll be And I don’t care
where you and you and you go
For San Francisco’s home to me
For San Francisco’s home to me
when I come home to you San Francisco
Your golden sun will shine for me