San Francisco Fan — текст песни (Cab Calloway)

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.