I Lost My Heart, In San Francisco

I lost my heart, in San Francisco The day that I lost you When you told me so long Then I knew it was wrong But my darling, what else could I do? It was there in the mist of the morning On the block of that old Union Square When I left with a frown For that old China Town And the job that was calling me there So I said my farewell by a painting Of a clown that was starting to cry But the clown that you saw Was the one you could draw By the tear that appeared in my eye Well they put me to work in the kitchen But their dollar was less than a dime For the money I lost On the salad I tossed Was the change in the rest of my time So I sat on a pier by the water Where the gullible squander their bread But the fowl I could reach Were the ones on the beach And the rest who were drinking instead So I stole me a bar of some chocolate From a shop that was close to the bay But the letter I wrote Was the one on the boat On the morning they put me away.