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Lyrics of a song Barclay James Harvest - The Streets Of San Francisco

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On a ^Dcold misty night
At the ^Ecorner of Haight
She ^Emstood with a Colt Forty-^DFive
The ^Dgun in her hand
A^Ewaiting her man
A ^Emvictim to take by sur^Dprise

She's the ^DGolden ^AGate Park ^Gkiller
She's the ^Dscourge of ^A'Frisco ^Gbay
Where she ^Dgot herself beat ^Gup and left for ^Adead
By a ^Dman she ^Afelt true ^Glove for
But ^Dwho left ^Aher out of ^Ghand
Now ^Dshe's out to take re^Gvenge on every ^Aman
As she ^Dstands there with a ^Gpistol in her ^Dhand

The ^Dvictim arrives
She ^Elooks in his eyes
He ^Emgoes for the gun in her ^Dhand
Karl ^DMalden was great
But ^Ejust a bit late
And ^Emgot it right between the ^Deyes

She's the ^DGolden ^AGate Park ^Gkiller
She's the ^Dscourge of ^A'Frisco ^Gbay
Where she ^Dgot herself beat ^Gup and left for ^Adead
By a ^Dman she ^Afelt true ^Glove for
But ^Dwho left ^Aher out of ^Ghand
Now ^Dshe's out to take re^Gvenge on every ^Aman
As she ^Dstands there with a ^Gpistol in her ^Dhand