Captain Jims Drunken Dream

Now you country fools in your one-horse town, you can laugh at me

It s plain as rain that you ve never been down to the southern sea

To see me now is like watching a fish on dry land

I only wish you could see me down in the is- lands

Mister, that s my home

What a fool I was to leave the only happiness I ve known.


You see me comin , you wink your eye and call me Captain Jim

And when I don t do nothin but to walk on by you say,

"Baby get a load of him."

All I need is the sea and the sky and I know where I stand

instead of you hicks straight out of the sticks deciding I ain t a man

You ll never understand;

Up here I m just a whiskey bum but down there I m a king

It sounds just like the angels up in heaven when they sing:

"Welcome home, welcome home." -- Such a sight to see

instead of some Salvation Army sister singin

"Nearer My God to Thee."


Now I know that the Yankee whiskey is takin away my mind

and I know that run is the only drink suitable to man-kind

And I know that this tree I m under is shaped entirely wrong

I need to see a gentle palm tree and I won t wait too long

I can feel that it s comin on strong

The first cold wind of winter is flappin in my clothes

Showin me the way with the direction that it blows.

Welcome home, welcome home, let it blow. [repeat and fade]