Frisco Flo was just a typical gal,    Frisco Flo was just a regular my-gal-Sal;    Frisco Flo was just as sharp as a tack;    Frisco Flo, for a fellow would give the shirt right off of her back.       She knew the smallies and the biggies, the weak and the strong,    A sinner, no beginner, at kicking the gong,    But with it all, she always knew the right from the wrong.    Love thy neighbor was her favorite song!       Frisco Flo is up in heaven, I know,    Here below,    We love the memory of Frisco Flo.    Though she's gone, we go on,    Like a flame, we carry onward in the name of Frisco Flo!