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