Arabesque - Don't Wait For A Sailor

My seafaring man

He called me tonight

To say, "Please be waiting

Till I hold you tight"

His voice was not clear

But he said it might

Be due to long distance

He loved me alright



* Oh, don't w'ait for a sailor

Whatever he'll say

You'll find all his phrases

In any old play

Oh, don't wait for a sailor

On the ocean of life

Be gladly his lover

But never his wife



I think he is drinking

He calls from a bar

Tonight from an island

That's named Zanzibar

He's sailing in August

Comes home in July

May be Christmas evening

For one kiss goodnight



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If he says one day

I'm coming home to stay

Don't you worry

He's going back tu the sea



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