Bm7 AM7 D D9 AM7 The loveliness of Paris seems somehow sadly gay; Bm7 F#m Bm7-5 Cdim E7 The glory that was Rome is of an - oth - er day; Fdim Bm7-5 AM7 F#m7 I've been terribly alone and for - got -ten in Man - hat - tan; D Bm7 Bm7-5 Cdim E7 I'm going home to my city by the bay. A Fdim Cdim AM7 CAM7 F#m Bm Bm+7 I left my heart in San Francisco; E BE7-5Cdim AMAM7m High on a hill, it calls to me E7 Bm7-5 AM7 Bm7-5 AM7AM7m To be where little cable cars F#m C#m G#7 Climb halfway to the stars; A B7 E7 The morning fog may chill the air, Fdim E7 I don't care. A Fdim Cdim AM7 CAM7 F#m Bm Bm+7 My love waits there, in San Francisco, Bm7 D9 E7 BE7-5 Bm7-5 F#7F#7m A - bove the blue and windy sea; F7 F#7 Bm7 Fdim A F#m When I come home to you, San Francisco, F#m/E D D9 E6 E7/6 A AM7m Your golden sun will shine on me.