I Left My Heart in San Francisco

                                  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! 

 

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,