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Venezuela

 

Venezuela

(альбом: Women: Folk Songs About The Fair Sex - 1956)


I met her in Venezuela
With a basket on her head
If she loved others she didn't say
But I knew she'd do, to pass away
To pass away the time in Venezuela
To pass away the time in Venezuela

I bought her a sash of blue
A beautiful sash of blue
Because I knew that she could do
With all the tricks, I knew she knew
To pass away the time in Venezuela
To pass away the time in Venezuela

When the wind was out to sea
The wind was out to sea
And she was taking leave of me
I said, cheer up there'll always be
Sailors ashore in Venezuela
Sailors ashore in Venezuela

Her linger was strange
But the thought of her smile
The thought of her beautiful smile
Will haunt me and taunt me for many a mile
For she was my gal and she did the while
To pass away the time in Venezuela
To pass away the time in Venezuela

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