Ceylon City Songtext
von Yusuf Islam

I′m going home
To the town where I was born
Where little children
Laughed as they sang
A happy song
In the little town of Ceylon
Ceylon City
Ceylon City
Ceylon City
Ceylon City
I've got a boat
I hope it′s still afloat
With rusty sails
And an old wooden oar
It goes along
In the little town of Ceylon
Ceylon City
Ceylon City
Ceylon City
Ceylon City


My daddy'll be waiting there
My sister'll be combing down her silver hair
My mamma will be waiting there
Serving lunch to my brother but he′s nowhere
My daddy′ll be waiting there
My sister'll be combing down her silver hair
My mamma will be waiting there
Serving lunch to my brother but he′s nowhere
Ceylon City
Ceylon City
Ceylon City
Ceylon City
Ceylon City
My daddy'll be waiting
(My daddy′ll be waiting)
My sister'll be combing
(My sister′ll be combing)
My mamma will be serving
(My mamma will be serving)
My brother will be hiding
(My brother will be hiding)
My daddy'll be waiting