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I never will forget, Jeanette Macdonald
Just to think of her, it gives my heart a pang
I never will forget, how that brave Jeanette
Just stood there in the ruins and sang, and sang

San Francisco, open your golden gate
You'll let nobody wait outside your door
San Francisco, here is your wanderin' one
Sayin' I'll wander no more

Other places only make me love you best
Tell me you're the one in all the golden west
San Francisco, I'm coming home again
Never to roam again

San Francisco, right when I arrive
I really come alive
And you will laugh to see me
Perpendicular, hanging on a cable car

San Francisco, let me beat my feet
Up and down Market street
I'm gonna climb Nob hill, just to watch it get dark
From the top of the mark

There's Brooklyn bridge, London bridge
And the bridge of San Louis Rey
But the only bridge, that's a real gone bridge
Is the bridge across the bay to

San Francisco, I'm coming home again
Never to roam again, by God
San Francisco, I don't mean frisco
San Francisco, here I come
I never will forget, Jeanette Macdonald   Just to think of her, it gives my heart a pang   I never will forget, how that brave Jeanette   Just stood there in the ruins and sang, and sang      San Francisco, open your golden gate   You'll let nobody wait outside your door   San Francisco, here is your wanderin' one   Sayin' I'll wander no more      Other places only make me love you best   Tell me you're the one in all the golden west   San Francisco, I'm coming home again   Never to roam again      San Francisco, right when I arrive   I really come alive   And you will laugh to see me   Perpendicular, hanging on a cable car      San Francisco, let me beat my feet   Up and down Market street   I'm gonna climb Nob hill, just to watch it get dark   From the top of the mark      There's Brooklyn bridge, London bridge   And the bridge of San Louis Rey   But the only bridge, that's a real gone bridge   Is the bridge across the bay to      San Francisco, I'm coming home again   Never to roam again, by God   San Francisco, I don't mean frisco   San Francisco, here I come
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