San Francisco

Maz O'Connor

Sweet sixteen
Straight on the boat
Ain’t got no money left
So someone has to go
Daddy died
Mammy cries
She says I'm the lucky one
Says I can be all right

Here I go, San Francisco

I close my eyes
I hold on tight
I wonder where I’ll be
In three Hail Marys time
Oh lord of land and sea
Is this the best
That you could do for me?

Here I go, San Francisco

A girl who speaks just like me
Met me off the train
Asked me if I would miss the rain
I cover my head now
But hell, I get my own bed now

I wrote my sister
Told her I missed her
And she wrote me in poetry
Of all the things that I won’t see
Down by the docks
I watch the Sun go down
And I ask the sky will I ever
Be a woman now?

Oh, San Francisco

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