(Sung to the tune of “I Left My Heart in San Francisco“) 

The loveliness of Porto seems somehow sadly gay

The glory of Tomar is of another day

I’d been terribly content with my fella in Penela

Why did I go to that city by the Bay?

I left my phone in old Lisboa

High on a hill, it calls to me

It lies where little cable cars climb halfway to the stars

Where the police pulled me aside, and I cried

My cell waits there in old Lisboa

Dropped on the ground when I was free

When I return to you, old Lisboa

My husband, Keith, will drive for me

P.S. Do you think Tony Bennett would be interested in this?

P.P.S. When I searched online for the full lyrics, there was an offer to send the ringtone to my cell. Just another of life’s many ironies…

Lisbon Tram