San Francisco Fan Loved a no-good gamblin' man; She drank the coffee dregs so she could fry his eggs In a golden fryin' pan.
Can-canned 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 seen 'em, Ran and jumped right inbetween 'em, And she stopped a dozen slugs of poison lead.
There was Fanny dyin' While a hundred men were cryin' And the angels up above were cryin', too; When seven horses started draggin' Fanny's coffin in a wagon Down a dusty California 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.
San Francisco Fan Gave her life to save a man, A man who wasn't worth a shovelful of earth From the grave of San Francisco Fan. San Francisco Fan Loved a no-good gamblin' man; She drank the coffee dregs so she could fry his eggs In a golden fryin' pan.
Can-canned 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 seen 'em, Ran and jumped right inbetween 'em, And she stopped a dozen slugs of poison lead.
There was Fanny dyin' While a hundred men were cryin' And the angels up above were cryin', too; When seven horses started draggin' Fanny's coffin in a wagon Down a dusty California 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.
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