I Left My Heart
In
San Francisco

Ah Oui

The loveliness of Paris
Seems somehow sadly gay,

The glory that was Rome
Is of another day,

I’ve been terribly alone
And forgotten in Manhattan,

I’m going home
To my City by the Bay.

I left my Heart in San Francisco,
High on a Hill it calls to me

To be where little Cable Cars
Climb halfway 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.