I left my heart in San Francisco

***to be sung to 'you are my sunshine'***

I left my heart, they say, in San Francisco.
Well, my dear, I disagree.
You see, I found you upon a hilltop and you held my heart in your hands.
I saw you walking throughout the forest, where the trees were high above.
When I saw you I went to join you, and I haven’t left you ever since.
I left my heart, they say, in San Francisco.
Well, my dear, I disagree.
You see, I found you upon a hilltop and you held my heart in your hands.
We were walking under the starlight, with each other side by side.
I closed my eyes, dear, and began to wander, and I came upon that day.
I found you standing upon that hilltop, with the sunlight pouring down.
And there you were, dear, like in a vision, and you placed my heart in my hands.
I left my heart, they say, in San Francisco.
Well, my dear, I disagree.
You see, I found you upon a hilltop and you held my heart in your hands.

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