Frisco Flo was just a typical gal, 
Frisco Flo was just a regular my-gal-Sal; 
Frisco Flo was just as sharp as a tack; 
Frisco Flo, for a fellow would give the shirt right off of her back. 

She knew the smallies and the biggies, the weak and the strong, 
A sinner, no beginner, at kicking the gong, 
But with it all, she always knew the right from the wrong. 
Love thy neighbor was her favorite song! 

Frisco Flo is up in heaven, I know, 
Here below, 
We love the memory of Frisco Flo. 
Though she's gone, we go on, 
Like a flame, we carry onward in the name of Frisco Flo!