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Sold my new pair of shoes down the river for gold
Knock knock knocking the door but Misty's not home
Out in the desert my lady left years ago
She took all my money and spent it on flesh and bone
Walk on down to the store for a fresh pack of smokes
I hear them laughing, snickering telling their jokes
I couldn't care less about whatever it is you said
Dont need to whisper when you talk 'cos I can hear you from a mile away
I'm going to San Francisco
I'm going to San Francisco today
I'm going to San Francisco
I'm going to San Francisco to stay
There's a man on the ground, says he's selling hope
I tried to dig on down and all I found was a hole
It feels like this when you can't get where you gotta go
Well we spin those wheels suddenly we know when your back is broke
I'm going to San Francisco
I'm going to San Francisco today
I'm going to San Francisco
I'm going to San Francisco to stay
That's all I know