Dinah Washington - 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!

When I come home to you, San Francisco,

your golden sun will shine for me!

• Artist:Dinah Washington
• Album:g the standards