Artist : WAINWRIGHT, RUFUS
Album : Rufus Does Judy At Carnegie Hall
I never will forget Jeanette MacDonald:
Just to think of her, it gives my heart a pang
I never will forget how that brave Jeanette
Just stood there in the ruins and sang, and sang:
San Francisco, open your golden gate
You'll let nobody wait outside your door
San Francisco, here comes your wandering one
Saying, "I'll wander no more"
Other places only make me love you best
Say that you're the one in all the Golden West
San Francisco, here comes your wandering one
Never to roam again, never to roam again
San Francisco
Right when I arrive, I really come alive
And you will laugh to see me perpendicular, hanging on a cable car
San Francisco
Let me beat my feet up and down Market Street
I'm gonna climb Nob Hill, just to watch it get dark from the top of the mark
There's Brooklyn Bridge, London Bridge and the Bridge of San Luis Rey
But the only bridge that's a real 'gone bridge, is the bridge across the bay
San Francisco, I'm coming home again
Never to roam again, by god
San Francisco, I don't mean Frisco
San Francisco, here I come!
Album : Rufus Does Judy At Carnegie Hall
I never will forget Jeanette MacDonald:
Just to think of her, it gives my heart a pang
I never will forget how that brave Jeanette
Just stood there in the ruins and sang, and sang:
San Francisco, open your golden gate
You'll let nobody wait outside your door
San Francisco, here comes your wandering one
Saying, "I'll wander no more"
Other places only make me love you best
Say that you're the one in all the Golden West
San Francisco, here comes your wandering one
Never to roam again, never to roam again
San Francisco
Right when I arrive, I really come alive
And you will laugh to see me perpendicular, hanging on a cable car
San Francisco
Let me beat my feet up and down Market Street
I'm gonna climb Nob Hill, just to watch it get dark from the top of the mark
There's Brooklyn Bridge, London Bridge and the Bridge of San Luis Rey
But the only bridge that's a real 'gone bridge, is the bridge across the bay
San Francisco, I'm coming home again
Never to roam again, by god
San Francisco, I don't mean Frisco
San Francisco, here I come!
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