Said goodbye, San Francisco   Got to go, Arizona    Said why'd you leave me, Denver    I don't even have a chance    Guess Ohio's got my number    Rhode Island's got my name    Snap, the wood makes you dance    The music's in its chamber    The door is locked and sealed    The weight is on your shoulders    The past is at your heel    Guess the plight is in your fancy    When you rip out though the door    The rest is how you feel    We're not gonna take it out to the farm, lest you leave    The rest is how you make it    Gentle as the sun come up in the mornin'    As the moon goes out this evenin'    Open the shade    The night time's gone away    You'll have my love if you say    I dreamed a fellow took your arm    Led you to his ???    I woke up shattered in the night    Frozen feelings up on their way    A shaking hand in me today    I left the San Francisco Bay    I dreamed a dream that wasn't right