Jeanette MacDonald - San Francisco

It only takes a tiny corner of
This great big world to make the place we love;
My home upon the hill, I find I love you still,
I've been away, but now I'm back to tell you...

San Francisco, open your golden gate
You let no stranger wait outside your door.
San Francisco, here is your wanderin' one
Saying "I'll wander no more."
Other places other places only make me love you best,
Tell me, tell me you're the heart of all the golden west, the golden west
San Francisco, welcome me home again;
I'm coming home to go roaming no more!