A Rum Tale

Album: Grand Hotel (1973)
  • She's fuddled my fancy, she's muddled me good
    I've taken to drinking, and given up food
    I'm buying an island, somewhere in the sun
    I'll hide from the natives, live only on rum

    I'm selling my memoirs, I'm writing it down
    If no one will pay me I'll burn down the town
    I'll rent out an aircraft and print on the sky
    If God likes my story then maybe he'll buy

    I'm buying a ticket for places unknown
    It's only a one-way: I'm not coming home
    She's swallowed my secret, and taken my name
    To follow my footsteps and knobble me lame Writer/s: Gary Brooker, Keith Reid
    Publisher: Royalty Network
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