Heading out of old San Francisco
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Passing by the Golden Gate bridge
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Left my woman and child there stranded
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Still don't know why I did
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It was late in the evening
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And something just felt right
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You can run around this old town
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Keeping it together even if don't feel right
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Everytime I go out on the evening
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I seem to be losing my head
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Heading out of old San Francisco
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It's something I just kinda did
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Everytime I go gambling my life away
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Thing just turn out to be peaches-and-cream
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There'll be good times and bad time around here
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Heading out of old San Francisco
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Heading down Mexico way
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Got my jacknknife, my handbag and six string
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And I'll soon be on my way
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It was late in the evening
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And something just felt right
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You can run around this old town
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Keeping it together even if don't feel right
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Everytime I go out on the evening
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I seem to be losing my head
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Heading out of old San Francisco
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It's something I just kinda did
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Everytime I go gambling my life away
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Thing just turn out to be peaches-and-cream
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There'll be good times and bad time around here
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San Francisco
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| Staggered Crossing |
