San Francisco Fan-Cab Calloway & His Orchestra/Helen Ward

San Francisco Fan - Cab Calloway San Francisco Fan Loved a no-good gambling man She drank the coffee dregs so she could fry his eggs In a golden frying pan. Can-canned by command, Of the Gold Rush Cafe clan, She gave her man her pay he gambled it away Playing Chinatown fan-tan. Once they caught him cheating And he knew that he was beaten, When a miner aimed a pistol at his head, Fanny, when she seen 'em, Ran and jumped right inbetween 'em, And she stopped a dozen slugs of poison lead. There was Fanny dying While a hundred men were crying And the angels up above were crying, too When seven horses started dragging Fanny's coffin in a wagon Down a dusty California avenue. San Francisco Fan Gave her life to save her man A man who wasn't worth a shovelful of earth From the grave of San Francisco Fan. San Francisco Fan Gave her life to save a man, A man who wasn't worth a shovelful of earth From the grave of San Francisco Fan.