San Francisco Songtext
von Staggered Crossing
San Francisco Songtext
Heading out of old San Francisco
Heading by the Golden Gate Bridge
Left my woman and child there stranded
I still don′t know why I did
It was late in the evening
And something, it just felt right
You can run around this old town keeping it together
Even if it don't feel right
Well, every time I go out on the evening
I seem to be losing my head
Heading out of old San Francisco
It′s something I just kinda did
Every time I seem to be gambling my life away
Everything turns to be peaches and cream
There'll be good times and bad times around here
Heading out of old San Francisco
Heading down Mexico way
I got my jackknife, my handbag, and six string
And I'll soon be on my way
It was late in the evening
And something, it just felt right
You can run around this old town keeping it together
Even if it don′t feel right
Well, every time I go out on the evening
I seem to be losing my head
Heading out of old San Francisco
It′s something I just kinda did
Every time I seem to be gambling my life away
Everything turns to be peaches and cream
There'll be good times and bad times around here
Well, every time I go out on the evening
I seem to be losing my head
Heading out of old San Francisco
I still don′t know why I did
Every time I seem to be gambling my life away
Everything turns to be peaches and cream
There'll be good times and bad times around here
There′ll be good times and bad times around here
There'll be good times and bad times around here
Heading by the Golden Gate Bridge
Left my woman and child there stranded
I still don′t know why I did
It was late in the evening
And something, it just felt right
You can run around this old town keeping it together
Even if it don't feel right
Well, every time I go out on the evening
I seem to be losing my head
Heading out of old San Francisco
It′s something I just kinda did
Every time I seem to be gambling my life away
Everything turns to be peaches and cream
There'll be good times and bad times around here
Heading out of old San Francisco
Heading down Mexico way
I got my jackknife, my handbag, and six string
And I'll soon be on my way
It was late in the evening
And something, it just felt right
You can run around this old town keeping it together
Even if it don′t feel right
Well, every time I go out on the evening
I seem to be losing my head
Heading out of old San Francisco
It′s something I just kinda did
Every time I seem to be gambling my life away
Everything turns to be peaches and cream
There'll be good times and bad times around here
Well, every time I go out on the evening
I seem to be losing my head
Heading out of old San Francisco
I still don′t know why I did
Every time I seem to be gambling my life away
Everything turns to be peaches and cream
There'll be good times and bad times around here
There′ll be good times and bad times around here
There'll be good times and bad times around here
Writer(s): Emmett Daniel Black, Julian Dean Taylor, Darrell Liam A Odea, Jeremy Richard Elliott, Bruce Alexander Adamson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

