(Ben Peters)      Two happy people on a Greyhound bus   We came here looking for a life for us   But the nightlife is her new life and the only thing I've found is   San Francisco is a lonely town.      Oh, there were good times for a little while   But now her new friends say I cramp her style   I guess I'm only in the way now and she don't need me hanging round   San Francisco is a lonely town.      Now she's out there somewhere across the Bay   And she'll be wondering where I am when she gets in today   She'll find I've left her a oneway ticket home   And while she stands there crying all alone   And while the Greyhound keeps on rolling I'll pray the Lord she's found   San Francisco is a lonely town.      San Francisco is a lonely town...