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