Took a Train, to the Wharf
As I walked along the city streets that I call home
I saw your face in the crowd
I tried to call your name but the streetcar bells were much to loud

Isn¹t it great girl, Isn¹t it grand
That we are living in this foggy land

Chorus
In the City, En la Cuidad
Golden gate is so pretty
And the people keep coming from the world around

Hitched a ride down a crooked street
A junky took me to the mission for a bite to eat
I walked into a bluesy club I heard magic sounds from the bar
It was B.B. King on the Guitar

Isn¹t it great girl, Isn¹t it grand
That we are living in the musical land

Chorus
In the City, En la Cuidad
Where the people are pretty and
The party¹s go on all night all over town.

Music Break

Bridge
No need to worry about a means of transportation
See the man on the Corner he¹ll provide you with the right directions
If you¹re headed to the South of Market or the Heights
The Park is Midas Touched the Haight is Groovy and out-of-sight Yeah

(Repeat Chorus twice out)