Coverafbeelding The Dirt Band - American Dream
  • Statistieken
  •   10 weken
  •   3 piekpositie
  •   274 punten
  •   1980

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I beg your pardon, mama, what did you say?
My mind was drifting off on Martinique Bay.
It's not that I'm not interested, you see;
Augusta, Georgia is just no place to be.

I think Jamaican in the moonlight.
Sandy beaches, drinking rum every night.
We got no money, mama, but we can go;
We'll split the difference, go to Coconut Grove.

Keep on talking, mama, I can hear
Your voice, it tickles down inside of my ear.
I feel a tropical vacation this year,
Might be the answer to this hillbilly fear.

I think Jamaican in the moonlight.
Sandy beaches, drinking rum every night.
We got no money, mama, but we can go;
We'll split the difference, go to Coconut Grove.

Voila! An American Dream.
Well, we can travel girl, without any means.
When it's as easy as closing your eyes
And dream Jamaica is a big neon sign.

Just keep talking, mama, I like that sound.
It goes so easy with that rain falling down.
I think a tropical vacation this year,
Might be the answer to this hillbilly fear.

Voila! An American Dream.
Yeah, we can travel, girl, without any means.
When it's as easy as closing your eyes
And dream Jamaica is a big neon sign.

Just think Jamaican in the moonlight.
Sandy beaches, drinking rum every night.
We got no money, mama, but we can go;
We'll split the difference, go to Coconut Grove.

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Op de hoes staat 'American Dream' en op het etiket van de A-kant staat 'An American Dream'.
ArtiestNitty Gritty Dirt Band
 A-kant
Titel An American Dream
Lengte 03:53
Componist(en) R. Crowell
Producer(s) Jeff Hanna, Bob Edwards
 B-kant
Titel Take Me Back
Lengte 03:03
Componist(en) J. Hanna, J. Fadden, R. Hathaway
Producer(s) Jeff Hanna, Bob Edwards
Platenlabel United Artists
Catalogusnr 1A 006-82815
Album An American Dream


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