| C / F / | C / C7 / | F / / / | C / C7 / |
| F / / / | C E A / | D7 / / / | G7 / / / |
| C / F / | C / C7 / | F / / / | C / C7 / |
| F / / / | C E A / | D / G / | C / / / |
| C / F / | C / C7 / | F / / / | C / C7 / |
| F / / / | C E A / | D7 / / / | G7 / / / |
| C / / / | E7 / / / | F / / / | C / C7 / |
| F / / / | C E A / | D7 / G7 / | C / / / |I got the blues from my baby by the San Francisco Bay.
Sitting down looking through my back door wondering which way to go.
Woman that I'm so crazy about, she don't want me no more.
Think I'll take me a freight train because I'm feeling blue.
Ride all the way to the end of the line thinking only of you.
Meanwhile in another city, just about to go insane,
I thought I heard my baby, the way she used to call my name
If she ever comes back to stay there's gonna be another brand new day
walking with my baby by the San Francisco Bay.