Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Natives of intriguing San Francisco
Say it's there their hearts will always be
But surely they can't care if I'm more excited
About her sister city, far across the sea
[Verse 2]
My city of Sydney, I miss the warmth of you
Miss the heart of your people, that little church steeple
That little church steeple in Woolloomooloo
Sailboats white polka dotting the blue of the bay
As they glide on their way through a clear afternoon
Night folks bursting for one, meeting most everyone
At the crosses they toss in their merry-go-room
[Verse 3]
My city of Sydney, I miss your glow at dawn
Miss the opera house lights from the bridge
And the nights in a quiet Hyde Park
[Verse 4]
Though I'm thousands of miles from the surface and smiles
Of your laugh-loving children at play
My warm city of Sydney
I've never been away
Written by: Leonetti/Troup
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