| Now you country fools in your one horse town you can laugh at me
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| It’s plain as rain that you’ve never been down to the Southern sea
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| To see me now is like watching a fish on dry land
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| I only wish you could see me down in the islands
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| Mister, that’s my home
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| What a fool I was to leave the only happiness I’ve known
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| You see me coming, you wink your eye and call me Captain Jim
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| And when I don’t do nothing but to walk on by
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| You say babe, get a load of him
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| All I need is the sea and the sky and I know where I stand
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| Instead of you hicks straight out of the sticks deciding I ain’t a man
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| You’ll never understand
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| Up here I’m just a whisky bum but down there I’m a king
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| Sounds just like the angels up in heaven when they sing
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| Welcome home, welcome home
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| (Let me hear it) Such a sight to see
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| Instead of some Salvation Army sister
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| Singing «Nearer My God To Thee»
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| Now I know that Yankee whisky has taken away my mind
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| And I know that rum is the only drink suitable to mankind
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| And I know that this tree I’m under is shaped entirely wrong
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| I need to see a gentle palm tree and I won’t wait too long
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| I can feel that it’s coming on strong
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| The first cold wind of winter is flapping in my clothes
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| Showing me the way with the direction that it blows
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| Welcome home, welcome home
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| Let it blow, welcome home
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| Welcome home, welcome home
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| It’s such a sight to see
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| Instead of some Salvation Army sister
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| Singing «Nearer My God To Thee»
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| Let me hear it oh yeah
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| Welcome home, welcome home
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| Welcome home mmh yeah
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| Welcome home, welcome home |