I Left My Heart In San Francisco
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Douglas Cross, George Cory
Lyrics
I left my heart
In San Francisco
High on the hill
It calls to me.
To be where little cables cars
Climb halfway to the stars!
The morning fog makes chill the air.
I don’t care!
Of all the blue and windy sea.
When I come home to you
My San Francisco
Your golden sun
will shine for me
your golden sun will shine for me
Recording
| MP3 | DATE | STUDIO | ORCHESTRA & CHOIR | TIME | COMPILATION |
| 1965 May | ČST | N/A | 2:44 | Komplet 8 |

