San Francisco Blues Lyrics

My baby′s from San Francisco
He paints that bridge across the bay
My baby's from San Francisco
He paints that bridge across the bay
But when he thinks he′s all through
He has to turn around and paint the other way

I'm gonna get on a cable car
I'm gonna ride down to the bay
I′m gonna get on one of those boats
The ones that cruise around the bay
And when I get to his bridge I′ll holler
"Baby, throw those brushes away"

Let's go to Fisherman′s Wharf
Top of the Mark
Telegraph Hill
Golden Gate Park
See the Young Museum
Go to old Chinatown
Go to the opera
Don't ever put that down
Baby, baby, baby
There′s so much in this town

You gotta get up and get off that bridge
And show your mama all around

There's the Steinhart Aquarium
Lots of fish
See the zoo, baby
If you wish
Baby, baby, baby
Throw those brushes down
You got to get up and get off that bridge
And show your mama all around

He′s got more than brushes
Yes, my baby has
He's got lots more than brushes
Yes, my baby has
But as long as he paints that bridge
He might as well be on Alcatraz

So when you're ready, baby
I′ll bring the turpentine around
Help you clean those brushes
Make you happy as a clown
′Stead of painting bridges
Let's go out and paint the town