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I left my heart, people, in San Francisco
High on the hill, at the Golden Gate
'Cross the bay in San Francisco

On the hill, the mornin' fog
Cool, cool night
That's where I, I wanna be
San Francisco, where my heart is

New York City, been to Chicago
Found no place, like San Francisco
Cable car, high, high, on the hill

Mornin' fog, evening breeze
Cool, cool night
Where I wanna be

Oh yeah, yeah, yeah
Oh people, tell me about it
Tell me about it right now

Work out, work out
I got the blues for San Francisco
Yes, yes, yeah, yeah

My heart is there, high, high, high
On the hill, right down by the Golden Gate
'Cross the bay, I wanna be
I left my heart right there, in San Francisco

Mornin' fog, cool, cool night
The cable cars, on the hill
I wanna be, be, my heart is there
My heart is right there, in San Francisco

In the mornin' fog
The evening breeze, cool, cool nights
That's right where I wanna be
In San Francisco

My heart, my heart, my heart is there
Right on the hills, by the Golden Gate
'Cross the bay in San Francisco

I left my heart, people, in San Francisco
High on the hill, at the Golden Gate