San francisco fan Loved a no-good gamblin' man She drank the coffee dregs So she could fry his eggs in a golden frying pan
Can-can-ed by command of the gold rush cafe clan She gave her man her pay He gambled it away Playing chinatown fan-tan
Once they caught him cheatin' And he knew that he was beaten When a miner aimed a pistol at his head Fanny when she'd seen him ran and jumped right in between 'em And she stopped a dozen slugs of poison lead
There was fanny dyin' While a hundred men stood cryin' And the angels up above were cryin' too When seven horses started draggin' Fanny's coffin in a wagon Through a dusty californian avenue
San francisco fan Gave her life to save her man A man who wasn't worth A shovelful of earth From the grave of san francisco fan
San francisco fan Loved a no-good gamblin' man She drank the coffee dregs So she could fry his eggs In a golden frying pan
San francisco fan Gave her life to save her man A man who wasn't worth A shovelful of earth From the grave of san francisco fan
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