Lyrics San Francisco - Brett Dennen

San Francisco

Go if you want to go
But I won’t follow, just so you know
Be if you want to leave
But I won’t be here when you come home
I’m gonna move to San Francisco
Look up some old friends
I’m gonna get me a Navy P-coat
And an old Mercedes Benz
This old town keeps shrinking
There’s too many people in my junk
I’m gonna do a lot of drinking
Cuz it don’t hurt when I’m drunk
Go if you want to go
But I won’t follow, just so you know
Be if you want to leave
But I won’t be here when you come home
I’m gonna rent me an old Victorian
Down in the Lower Haight
I’m gonna get me an old accordion
And play for the tourists on the Golden Gate
I’m gonna plant a little garden
Paint my bathroom blue
I’m gonna try real hard
To get over you
Here in the city, life it don’t move so slow
There’s plenty of good people I know
Up in North Beach they drink spicy Italian liqueur
Down on Market there’s a lot of hobos and hustlers
Down in Hayes Valley there’s a lot of good restaurants
Deep in the Tenderloin you can have anything you want
Over in the Mission it’s always a sunny day
And it’s a real good baseball town, but my team is across the Bay
Go if you want to go
But I won’t follow, just so you know
Be if you want to be
But I won’t be here when you come home
When you come home