Frisco Flo was just a typical gal,

Frisco Flo was just a regular my-gal-Sal;

Frisco Flo was just as sharp as a tack;

Frisco Flo, for a fellow would give the shirt right off of her back.



She knew the smallies and the biggies, the weak and the strong,

A sinner, no beginner, at kicking the gong,

But with it all, she always knew the right from the wrong.

Love thy neighbor was her favorite song!



Frisco Flo is up in heaven, I know,

Here below,

We love the memory of Frisco Flo.

Though she's gone, we go on,

Like a flame, we carry onward in the name of Frisco Flo!