Lyrics:

San Francisco Fan
Loved a no good gambling man
She drank the coffee dregs
So she could fry his eggs
In a golden frying pan

Can-canned by command
Of the Gold Rush Café 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'd seen him
Ran and jumped right in between 'em
And she stopped a dozen slugs of poison lead
There was Fanny dying
While a hundred men stood crying
And the angels up above were cryin' too
When seven horses started draggin'
Fanny's coffin in a wagon
Through 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
Loved a no good gambling man
She drank the coffee dregs
So she could fry his eggs
In a golden frying pan

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