(words and music by M. More)



San Francisco Fan

Loved a no-good gamblin' man

She drank the coffee dregs

So she could fry his eggs

In a golden frying pan



Can-can-ed by command

Of the Gold Rush Cafe Clan

She gave her man her pay

He gambled it away

Playing Chinatown fan-tan



Once they caught him cheatin'

And he knew that he was beaten

When a miner aimed a pistol at his head

Fanny when she'd seen him

Ran and jumped right in between 'em

And she stopped a dozen slugs of poison lead



There was Fanny dyin'

While a hundred men stood cryin'

And the angels up above were cryin' too

When seven horses started draggin'

Fanny's coffin in a wagon

Through a dusty Californian avenue



San Francisco Fan

Gave her life to save her man

A man who wasn't worth

A shovelful of earth

From the grave of San Francisco Fan



(instrumental break)



San Francisco Fan

Loved a no-good gamblin' man

She drank the coffee dregs

So she could fry his eggs

In a golden frying pan



San Francisco Fan

Gave her life to save her man

A man who wasn't worth

A shovelful of earth

From the grave of San Francisco Fan



(C) Fresh Air Music Ltd.