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Marque le tempo à la vitesse que vous souhaitez.
Now you country fools in your one-horse town you can laugh at me
It's plain as rain that you've never been down to the southern sea
To see me now is like watching a fish on dry land
I only wish you could see me down in the is- lands
Mister that's my home
What a fool I was to leave the only happiness I've known.
You see me comin' you wink your eye and call me Captain Jim
And when I don't do nothin' but to walk on by you say
"Baby get a load of him."
All I need is the sea and the sky and I know where I stand
instead of you hicks straight out of the sticks deciding I ain't a man
You'll never understand;
Up here I'm just a whiskey bum but down there I'm a king
It sounds just like the angels up in heaven when they sing:
"Welcome home welcome home." -- Such a sight to see
instead of some Salvation Army sister singin'
"Nearer My God to Thee."
Now I know that the Yankee whiskey is takin' away my mind
and I know that run is the only drink suitable to man-kind
And I know that this tree I'm under is shaped entirely wrong
I need to see a gentle palm tree and I won't wait too long
I can feel that it's comin' on strong
The first cold wind of winter is flappin' in my clothes
Showin' me the way with the direction that it blows.
Welcome home welcome home let it blow. (repeat and fade)