San Francisco Fan
San francisco fan
Loved a no-good gamblin man
She drank the coffee dregs
So she could fry his eggs in a golden frying pan
Can-can-ed by command of the gold rush cafe clan
She gave her man her pay
He gambled it away
Playing chinatown fan-tan
Once they caught him cheatin
And he knew that he was beaten
When a miner aimed a pistol at his head
Fanny when shed seen him ran and jumped right in between em
And she stopped a dozen slugs of poison lead
There was fanny dyin
While a hundred men stood cryin
And the angels up above were cryin too
When seven horses started draggin
Fannys coffin in a wagon
Through a dusty californian avenue
San francisco fan
Gave her life to save her man
A man who wasnt worth
A shovelful of earth
From the grave of san francisco fan
San francisco fan
Loved a no-good gamblin man
She drank the coffee dregs
So she could fry his eggs
In a golden frying pan
San francisco fan
Gave her life to save her man
A man who wasnt worth
A shovelful of earth
From the grave of san francisco fan
song performed by by Joe Jackson
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San Francisco
I, I know what you did
Like a boy of summer gives his first kiss
Love, is dancing on my finger
He got to the heart of the matter and lingered
Now I'm walking with the living
I always liked Steinbeck and those old men whistling
We're back, we're back in San Francisco
We're back and you tell me I'm home
Talking in the Mission
Over coffee this is my utopia
Then I'll be your lady
As the ocean rises, the sun is fading
We're back, we're back in San Francisco
We're back, we're back in San Francisco
We're back, we're back in san fran
And now I feel the ever after
Over red wine on the eve of summer
The buzz, the buzz of the city
As we settle in it's majesty
I, I know what you did
Like a boy of summer gives his first kiss
We're back, we're back in San Francisco
We're back and you tell me I'm home
You tell me I am home
You tell me I am home
You tell me I am home
Back in San Francisco
And I know what you did in San Francisco
I know what you did in San Francisco
San Francisco
song performed by by Vanessa Carlton
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I Left My Heart In San Francisco
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
song performed by by Westlife
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San Francisco Is a Lonely Town
Two happy people on a Greyhound bus,
We came here looking for a life for us,
But the nightlife is her new life and the only thing I've found is,
San Francisco is a lonely town.
Oh, there were good times for a little while,
But now her new friends say I cramp her style,
I guess I'm only in the way now and she don't need me hanging 'round,
San Francisco is a lonely town.
Now she's out there somewhere across the Bay
And she'll be wondering where I am when she gets in today
She'll find I've left her a one-way ticket home
And while she stands there crying all alone
And while the Greyhound keeps on rolling I'll pray the Lord she's found
San Francisco is a lonely town.
San Francisco is a lonely town
song performed by by Charlie Rich, lyrics by Ben Peters from The Fabulous Charlie Rich (September 1969)
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San Francisco Bay Blues
(by jesse fuller)
I got the blues from my baby left me by the san francisco bay,
The ocean liners gone so far away.
Didnt mean to treat her so bad, she was the best girl I ever have had,
She said goodbye, I can take a cry, I want to lay down and die.
I aint got a nickel and I aint got a lousy dime.
She dont come back, think Im going to lose my mind.
If she ever gets back to stay, its going to be another brand new day,
Walking with my baby down by the san francisco bay.
Sitting down looking from my back door,
Wondering which way to go,
The woman Im so crazy about, she dont love me no more.
Think Ill catch me a freight train, cause Im feeling blue,
And ride all the way to the end of the line, thinking only of you.
Meanwhile, in another city,
Just about to go insane,
Thought I heard my baby, lord, the way she used to call my name.
If I ever get her back to stay, its going to be another brand new day,
Walking with my baby down by the san francisco bay,
Walking with my baby down by the san francisco bay,
Walking with my baby down by the san francisco bay.
song performed by by Eric Clapton
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As mayor of San Francisco, I will provide the vision and work hard to make San Francisco a beautiful, well-planned city with excellent housing and transportation options.
quote by Gavin Newsom
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San Francisco Bay Blues
Got the blues from my baby
Left me by the san francisco bay.
This big ocean liner took her so far away.
Didnt mean to treat her so bad
She was the best girl I ever have had.
She said good-bye, and she made me cry
Im gonna lay right down and die.
Well, I aint got a nickel and I aint got a lousy dime.
If she dont come back I think Im gonna lose my mind.
If she ever comes back to stay,
Well, thatll be another brand new day,
Walking with my baby down by the san francisco bay.
Sittin in my back door
Wondering which way to go
That woman Im so crazy about
She dont love me no more.
Lord, I think Ill grab a freight train
Because Im feeling blue,
Ride all the way to the end of the line
Thinking only about you.
Well, meanwhile in another city
Just about to go insane
Thought I heard my baby
The way she used called my name.
If she ever comin back to stay
Well, thatll be another brand new day
Walking with my baby down by the san francisco bay
(I really mean it!)
Oh, walking with my baby down by the san francisco bay, whew!!
song performed by by Janis Joplin
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Cheekah Bow Bow
I saw you in the disco
Last night in San Francisco
The way you used your joystick
It really makes my mouse click
Come sit down on my laptop
Lets do a little hiphop
Let's go into a chatroom
And do a little boom boom
I saw you in the disco
Last week in San Francisco
The way you used your joystick
Has really made me feel sick
The doctor checked my harddrive
A virus in my archive
My disc was not protected
And now I am infected
song performed by by Vengaboys
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Cheekah Bow Bow
I saw you in the disco
Last night in San Francisco
The way you used your joystick
It really makes my mouse click
Come sit down on my laptop
Lets do a little hiphop
Let's go into a chatroom
And do a little boom boom
I saw you in the disco
Last week in San Francisco
The way you used your joystick
Has really made me feel sick
The doctor checked my harddrive
A virus in my archive
My disc was not protected
And now I am infected
song performed by by Vengaboys
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Striving For Success Low Key Harmony
striving for success for sure
going to start out with a café
learn skills to pave due way
San Francisco must be fun
retro past images to rerun
nature’s essential harmony
thought it would be nice
to sail in on a yacht
with a flower in my hair
in honour of vibe hippies
ideals desires for peace
freedom originated there
San Francisco sounds like fun
perfect peaceful college town
study hard then clown around
low key harmony
restaurant visionary
dream is culinary
poem by Terence George Craddock
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The Changing Light
The changing light
at San Francisco
is none of your East Coast light
none of your
pearly light of Paris
The light of San Francisco
is a sea light
an island light
And the light of fog
blanketing the hills
drifting in at night
through the Golden Gate
to lie on the city at dawn
And then the halcyon late mornings
after the fog burns off
and the sun paints white houses
with the sea light of Greece
with sharp clean shadows
making the town look like
it had just been painted
But the wind comes up at four o'clock
s weeping the hills
And then the veil of light of early evening
And then another scrim
when the new night fog
floats in
And in that vale of light
the city drifts
anchorless upon the ocean
poem by Lawrence Ferlinghetti
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The Traveler
alright i did it
upon your wishes
i went to San Isidro
i hate the place
there are no trees
Papa died
even in that last moment
he smiled for me
i am his guy
i followed him
his every wish
not mine of course
i love San Francisco
my friend all live there
they made themselves
to their own images
nothing
is a mimicry
alright i need not
regret it
i have life too
i can buy my own bed
and sleep
the rest of the day
feeling
so invigorated
not a bigot
or an
ergot
the years are flashes of
lighting
one gets attuned to the heavy rain
and those who are dead
have become mere numbers
you shift channels and
choose
to travel
alright i am now in San Francisco
the gate is not
golden
it is only in the mind
i never calculated that it is
even colder
than the cold that i imagine
my friends are no longer my friends
time spent for waiting has become
an anger
alright i walk alone
but know what? i have no fear
i love being alone now
i am enjoying sunset
red orange, flaming yet
mellow to my eyes
the sun is inside my heart
and it is burning
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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California
by Bob Dylan
I'm goin' down south,
'Neath the borderline.
I'm goin' down south,
'Neath the borderline.
Some fat momma
Kissed my mouth one time.
Well, I needed it this morning
Without a shadow of doubt.
My suitcase is packed,
My clothes are hangin' out.
San Francisco's fine,
You sure get lots of sun.
San Francisco is fine.
You sure get lots of sun.
But I'm used to four seasons,
California's got but one.
Well, I got my dark sunglasses,
I got for good luck my black tooth.
I got my dark sunglasses,
And for good luck I got my black tooth.
Don't ask me nothin' about nothin',
I just might tell you the truth.
song performed by by Bob Dylan
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San Fransico 1988
Year was 1988,
went to San Francisco
feeling really great.
Went over the Golden Gate Bridge,
seeing Alcatraz where the criminals
used to live.
Bought a t-shirt souvenir,
never did keep it after
all those years.
Later went to Reno but
did not gamble,
Boyfriend drank
Bloody Marys while
I drank ice-tea like Snapple.
We flew into Houston on
the way home,
Mother in law told
Us to leave cause
Boyfriend smoked pot
and got stoned.
It was a fun experience
Wish longer it did last,
but too bad, leave
it to an old hag.
Written by Christina Sunrise Feb.18,2011
poem by Christina Sunrise
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San Francisco has always been my favorite booing city. I don't mean the people boo louder or longer, but there is a very special intimacy. When they boo you, you know they mean you. Music, that's what it is to me. One time in Kezar Stadium they gave me a standing boo.
quote by George Halas
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Keep A Left Hand Sailing
1.10. There's a left hand
Roving through the street
In a forest of stones
As a stranded dog
Barking at yesterthing
Or yesterday
I may not comment
Or just absently grin
A changeling possibly
Though I just stare
2.11. Not able to put an end
Close collapsed fingers
Trying as I may
The writing muscles
Writhe and move
Feel it in my bones
As a meaningless fog
Of doubt ahoy
Slowly immobile
Navigating ahead
Though in the same place
3.10. Just there
In the morning of something
That won't be happening
Keeps running and going
A Sisyphus smile
In the passing skin
Or spur of the moment
Passersby nod
Silently step up pace
And understand
Though there's nothing to it
Francisco Reich-d'Almeida
poem by Francisco Reichd'Almeida
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The Legatee
In fair San Francisco a good man did dwell,
And he wrote out a will, for he didn't feel well.
Said he: 'It is proper, when making a gift,
To stimulate virtue by comforting thrift.'
So he left all his property, legal and straight,
To 'the cursedest rascal in all of the State.'
But the name he refused to insert, for, said he:
'Let each man consider himself legatee.'
In due course of time that philanthropist died,
And all San Francisco, and Oakland beside-
Save only the lawyers-came each with his claim,
The lawyers preferring to manage the same.
The cases were tried in Department Thirteen,
Judge Murphy presided, sedate and serene,
But couldn't quite specify, legal and straight,
The cursedest rascal in all of the State.
And so he remarked to them, little and big-
To claimants: 'You skip!' and to lawyers: 'You dig!'
They tumbled, tumultuous, out of his court
And left him victorious, holding the fort.
'Twas then that he said: 'It is plain to my mind
This property's ownerless-how can I find
The cursedest rascal in all of the State?'
So he took it himself, which was legal and straight.
poem by Ambrose Bierce
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San Francisco has just blown us all away. I also understand Angels in America didn't do well there.
quote by Chita Rivera
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La Gonave
La gonave I see your mist
La gonave well I know youre kissed
By the same sea of trouble
That stretches back home
La gonave
Youve got troubles of your own
Yes I got troubles
Wont you come on and see
I got my needs just follow me
But they gonna ease by and by
If you tell all the people
That its no lie
You only came for forty eight hours
Didnt realise how useless I was
Came to you for the nation sells lies
Lord knows but I still feel helpless
La gonave I dont feel good
La gonave do you think I should
Turn my back and walk away
La gonave tell me what to say
If Id been at home
Would you telephone me
Im situated across the sea
But its a small world from any point
Of view
Spare a thought
This could have been you
You shook my senses
Took my time
Froze my feeling
Broke my mind
La gonave youve played your part
La gonave you sure got heart
Didnt leave my heart in san francisco
Didnt want to stay in omaha
Never got fooled by new york city
But I lost my heart to la gonave
Didnt leave my heart in san francisco
Didnt want to stay in omaha
Never got fooled by new york city
But I lost my heart to la gonave
Didnt leave my heart in san francisco
Didnt want to stay in omaha
Never got fooled by new york city
But I lost my heart to la gonave
song performed by by Cliff Richard
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I think San Francisco is the best place in the whole world for an easy life.
quote by Imogen Cunningham
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When the government picked companies and gave them monopoly rights to frequencies in San Francisco and Los Angeles and New York and Chicago, it was picking the winners of the competition; it wasn't setting the terms of the competition.
quote by Robert McChesney
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