Original lyrics

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Sweet sixteen Straight on the boat Ain’t got no money left So someone has to go Daddy died Mammy cries She says I'm the lucky one Says I can be all right Here I go, San Francisco I close my eyes I hold on tight I wonder where I’ll be In three Hail Marys time Oh lord of land and sea Is this the best That you could do for me? Here I go, San Francisco A girl who speaks just like me Met me off the train Asked me if I would miss the rain I cover my head now But hell, I get my own bed now I wrote my sister Told her I missed her And she wrote me in poetry Of all the things that I won’t see Down by the docks I watch the Sun go down And I ask the sky will I ever Be a woman now? Oh, San Francisco