when i awoke on friday morning i couldn t get the airplanes from my head i held my baby a little closer and spent the day in bed i laid there thinkin bought tomorrow s all the goods i need and all i have something s bound to make or break me back in amsterdam will you bathe me in a chest of spanish gold or tear away the promise from the miners only soul spin the whell of fortune risking everything i am all or nothing back in amsterdam whoa no back in amsterdam we re on the busk forever after pass the hat around the blond cafes every terrace ringing with the laughter the organ grinder made play to vondel park on every sunday sing enought to slepp my only plan allaround the rivers overflowing back in amsterdam will your forces fall a fortune in my hand or lurk around the corner changing passion to demand spin the wheel of fortune risking everything i am run the river back in amsterdam whoa no back in amsterdam there s life around the corner sometimes life just dissappearslike romance in the married years i fear the bread and roses a settled life would offer me so take me where i long to be back in amsterdam no no no no in amsterdam take me where i want to be lo lo no no in amsterdam oh take me back jim
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