Lyrics:

Van Dyke ParksTime to giddy-up doo wah diddy-upSan Francisco San FranciscoHer lover's arms were open wideWhere the gates of goldenWaits with charms unfoldin'Hold that cable car up there with prideI gotta ride (ride ride)Giddy up down toSan Francisco San FranciscoWhere love is true as time and tideShe was seventeen thoughWhen I left from RenoLike some ValentinoWith my bride there by my sideI can't go from Cisco down to FriscoHow I'm missin' those days of yore (El Dorado)Miss those frisky women raw rye whiskey with each kissin' we wouldexploreEl DoradoFor this desperadoWas gold in the dustLike many a man in God do I trustGave up on El DoradoSo lost in my lustWhere love is not for saleOut on the end of theTrailTime to giddy up doo wah diddy upSan Francisco San FranciscoHope just like a candlestick in flameSportin' life did change herShore life rearrangerBrought her misfortune and shameRoll on down the California flyway the highway I have knownI have knownOld mystery sunsets down on waterThe soul of man unfoldTime to giddy up doo wah diddy upSan Francisco San FranciscoHope there you'll find love is not for saleOut at the end ofThe trailGonna rideRide ride ride gonna rideGonnaRide

Brian Wilson San Francisco