Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song The Troubadour , by - Paddy Goes to Holyhead. Song from the album Red-Letter Days, in the genre КантриRelease date: 11.08.2002
Record label: Tunecore
Song language: English
The Troubadour |
| The yellow fields of Hungary were beautiful to see |
| I thank them for discovering my sunflower allergy |
| Spent the night in an empty cabin in the Finnish heath |
| Was welcome, but I needed bug-spray even on my teeth |
| When I arrived in Athens, I called on my first flame |
| The Lady’s married, got three kids and doesn’t know my name |
| Every Frenchman knows the Louvre and the Eiffel Tower, too |
| But I couldn’t get directions to the new George-Pompidou |
| I’m a Troubadour at a Taxistand looking for the perfect home |
| I wanna find that Never-Never Land |
| No matter where I have to roam |
| From Marseilles up to Mailand via Moskau to Stockholm |
| I’m gonna find that Never-Never Land |
| No matter where I have to roam |
| The white wine was so wonderful, I drank it frequently |
| That’s all I can remember from my trip to Italy |
| While crossing into Switzerland; |
| a tragic felony: |
| The customs caught me smuggling a can of Ravioli — ee |
| I’m a Troubadour looking for |
| That Never-Never Land |
| From Marseilles up to Mailand |
| I Didn’t find it |
| Now it’s time to get back home |
| From Darmstadt up to Dublin via London, Prag to Rome |
| Now I know that Never-Never Land |
| Is the place I call my home |