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Bm7 A7 D D9 A7 The loveliness of Paris seems somehow sadly gay; Bm7 F#m Bm7 Cdim E7 The glory that was Rome is of an - oth - er day; Fdim Bm7 A7 F#m7 I've been terribly alone and for - got -ten in Man - hat - ten; D Bm7 Bm7 Cdim E7 I'm going home to my city by the bay. A Fdim Cdim A7 Cdim A7 F#m Bm Bm+7 I left my heart in San Francisco; E Bm7 E7 Cdim A7 Fdim A7 High on a hill, it calls to me E7 Bm7 A7 Bm7 A7 Cdim A7 To be where little cable cars F#m C#m G#7 Climb halfway to the stars; A B7 E7 The morning fog may chill the air, Fdim E7 I don't care. A Fdim Cdim A7 Cdim A7 F#m Bm Bm+7 My love waits there, in San Francisco, Bm7 D9 E7 Bm7 E7 Bm7 F#7 Gdim F#7 A - bove the blue and windy sea; F7 F#7 Bm7 Fdim A A7 F#m When I come home to you, San Francisco, F#m/E D D9 E6 E7/6 A Cdim Fdim A7 Your golden sun will shine on me
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