It's four a.m. in New York City, three a.m. in Dallas   The night is still early here in Frisco   Market street's still going, the same old shows are showing   And I'm still all alone here in Frisco      They say it's raining in Chicago, but it's cold and clear in Denver   Been windy all night long here in Frisco   Trolley cars are clinging, the big Bay Town's swinging   And I'm still all alone here in Frisco      The way I feel tonight, I won't be staying long   But when I leave, I'll leave my heart just like in the famous song   Trolley cars are clinging, the big Bay Town's swinging   And I'm still all alone here in Frisco   And I'm still all alone here in Frisco