(Ben Peters)

 

Two happy people on a Greyhound bus

We came here looking for a life for us

But the nightlife is her new life and the only thing I've found is

San Francisco is a lonely town.



Oh, there were good times for a little while

But now her new friends say I cramp her style

I guess I'm only in the way now and she don't need me hanging round

San Francisco is a lonely town.



Now she's out there somewhere across the Bay

And she'll be wondering where I am when she gets in today

She'll find I've left her a oneway ticket home

And while she stands there crying all alone

And while the Greyhound keeps on rolling I'll pray the Lord she's found

San Francisco is a lonely town.



San Francisco is a lonely town...