I left my heart in San Francisco
I left my heart, people, in San Francisco
High on the hill, at the Golden Gate, 'cross the bay
In San Francisco, on the hill, the mornin' fog
That's where I wanna be: San Francisco
But found no place like San Francisco
With the cable car high, high on the hill
Work, work people, tell me about it
I got the blues for San Francisco
My heart is there, high on the hill
Right down by the Golden Gate, 'cross the bay
I left my heart right there in San Francisco
With the mornin' fog and the cool, cool night, the cable cars on the hill
That's where I wanna be, people
My heart is there, my heart is there, in San Francisco More from John Lee Hooker