Текст (слова) песни: Nitty Gritty Dirt Band - American Dream
I beg your pardon, mama, what did you say? My mind was drifting off on Martinique Bay. It`s not that I`m not interested, you see; Augusta, Georgia is just no place to be.
I think Jamaican in the moonlight. Sandy beaches, drinking rum every night. We got no money, mama, but we can go; We`ll split the difference, go to Coconut Grove.
Keep on talking, mama, I can hear Your voice, it tickles down inside of my ear. I feel a tropical vacation this year, Might be the answer to this hillbilly fear.
I think Jamaican in the moonlight. Sandy beaches, drinking rum every night. We got no money, mama, but we can go; We`ll split the difference, go to Coconut Grove.
Voila! An American Dream. Well, we can travel girl, without any means. When it`s as easy as closing your eyes And dream Jamaica is a big neon sign.
Just keep talking, mama, I like that sound. It goes so easy with that rain falling down. I think a tropical vacation this year, Might be the answer to this hillbilly fear.
Voila! An American Dream. Yeah, we can travel, girl, without any means. When it`s as easy as closing your eyes And dream Jamaica is a big neon sign.
Just think Jamaican in the moonlight. Sandy beaches, drinking rum every night. We got no money, mama, but we can go; We`ll split the difference, go to Coconut Grove.
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