Текст: Brenda Lee. I Left My Heart In San Francisco.

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(By D.Cross - G.Cory)

I left my heart in San Francisco
High on a hill it calls to me
To be where little cable cars
Climb halfways to the stars
The morning fog may chill the air
I don't care

My love waits there in San Francisco
Above the blue and windy sea
When I come home to you San Francisco
Your golden sun will shine for me

(My love waits there in San Francisco)
(Above the blue and windy sea)
When I come home to you San Francisco
Your golden sun will shine for me