Nhạc sĩ: Cory, Cross
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I left my home
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 seas
When I come home
To you
San Francisco
Your golden sun
Will shine for me
My love waits there
Standing by on a hill
On a hill in San Francisco
San Francisco
Above the blue
Pacific shore
And windy seas
I'll be waiting
When I come home
To you
San Francisco
Your golden sun
Will shine for me
To be where little cable cars
Climb halfway to the stars
In San Francisco
High on a hill
In San Francisco
To be where little cable cars
