Lyrics by: Douglass Cross
Arranged By: Nelson Riddle
Originally made famous by: Claramae Turner
Originally made famous by: Tony Bennett
Label: Reprise Records
Recorded: August 27, 1962
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The loveliness of Paris seems
somehow sadly gay,
The glory that was Rome is just
another day,
I've been terribly alone and
forgotten in Manhattan,
I'm going home to my city by the
bay.
Chorus: 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.