Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song False Echoes (Havana 1921), artist - Jimmy Buffett. Album song Banana Wind, in the genre ПопDate of issue: 31.12.1995
Record label: Universal Music
Song language: English
False Echoes (Havana 1921) |
| The skies over Cuba turned pink with the light |
| And the waterfront ritual began to ignite |
| All the ships in the harbor were warmed by the sun |
| Twenty-fifth of November, 1921 |
| On the old Chicamauga the Signal Jacks flew |
| And the message they spelled out caused a great bally hoo |
| Every ship in Havana then hoisted away |
| All the pennants were 'a flyin' on my dad’s first birthday |
| Enduring echoes call out from his past |
| Time ain’t for savin' no time’s not for that |
| Chasing false echoes like a lost legionnaire |
| He waltzes on memories while he fades like a flare |
| Now his storybook childhood was not make believe |
| On the decks of a tall ship he was taught to achieve |
| Witnessed storms and starvation natural wonders and force |
| Oh the life of a sailor steers a wanderin' course |
| Enduring echoes call out from his past |
| Time ain’t for savin' no time’s not for that |
| Chasing false echoes like a lost legionnaire |
| He waltzes on memories while he fades like a flare |
| Well now life throws us curve balls we never can reach |
| He gave up the ocean but he lived by the beach |
| Where he raised up his family taught us all to survive |
| Then the wind went away in 1995 |
| Now the old Chicamauga has slipped by the ways |
| She lies on the bottom of old Mobile Bay |
| Where the ghosts of his father and his brother are near |
| They protect him and tell him there’s nothin' to fear |
| Cause it’s family tradition we take to the sea |
| And it’s a time in the future for Cameron and me |
| Enduring echoes call out from his past |
| Time ain’t for saving no time’s not for that |
| Chasing false echoes like a lost legionnaire |
| He waltzes on memories while he fades like a flare |
| The skies over Cuba were warmed by the sun |
| Twenty-fifth of November 1921 |
| HIdden Track |
| I could be a rambler from the seven dials |
| I don’t pay taxes 'cause I never file |
| I don’t do bid’ness that don’t make me smile |
| I love my aeroplane 'cause she’s got style |
| I’m a treetop flyer |
| Treetop flyer |
| I fly any cargo that you can pay to run |
| The bush league pilots, they just can’t get the job done |
| You’ve got to fly down the canyon, don’t never see the sun |
| There’s no such thing as an easy run |
| I’m a treetop flyer |
| Treetop flyer |
| I fly low, I’m in high demand |
| Go 15 feet over the rio grande |
| I blow the mesquite right up off the sand |
| I’m seldon seen, 'specially when I land |
| I’m a treetop flyer |
| Born survivor |
| Now people been askin' me where’d you learn to fly that way |
| Was over in vietnam, chasin' the nva |
| The government taught me, and they taught me right |
| Stay down below the treeline and you’ll be alright |
| I’m a treetop flyer |
| Born survivor |
| So I’m comin' home, I’m runnin' low and fast |
| Promised my woman this is gonna be my last |
| I get the ship down, I tie her fast |
| And then some old boy wakes up, and he says, «hey son, |
| Wanna make some fast cash? |
| " |
| I’m a treetop flyer |
| Well there’s things I am |
| And there’s things I am not |
| Yes I’m a smuggler and I could get shot |
| I ain’t gonna die, I ain’t going to get caught |
| You see I’m a flying fool, and this aeroplane is, whoo, hot |
| I’m a treetop flyer |
| Born survivor |
| Workin' alone |