San Francisco

San Francisco

She stays away from voodoo
She stay’s away from my spell
Heaven knows how hard it can be
Known me long but not known me well

I hear you’re running’ away
To the dirty dirty dirty dirty south
With you’re little boy oh so pretty
Dragging’ him about with a hook in his mouth

Gonna take those hills of San Francisco
Put ‘em in my pocket
Gonna carry ‘em all around
Lay my sorrows in the cold dark water
Smile brightly as I watch them drown

My four years gone with you
Yours are here with me
Boxes of your memories
Won’t shut up I no longer sleep

See one more silver Honda
Gonna run it off dat road
Light my self on fire
let the truth be told

Gonna take those hills of San Francisco
Put ‘em in my pocket
Gonna carry ‘em all around
Lay my sorrows in the cold dark water
Smile brightly as I watch them drown