Papa I visited your house today
You lived there long ago and far away
We tourists come to see the shows
Your place, the sunset and Sloppy Joe’s
Papa I'm coming home to you
Papa No matter what some people say
You told the truth and that won't go away
You said fight the fear, don't fear the fight
Find the truth and say it right.
Papa I'm coming home to you
Another sunny day on A1A at the bottom of the Keys
You found safe harbor there before the winter freeze
Papa your home’s alive with memory still
You live today I know you always will
The trade wind fills the Old Man's sails
His course is straight and true
Papa, I’m coming home to you
It was a movable feast and a farewell to arms for whom the bells tolls
And the sun also rises in the green hills of Africa..
If you're men without women in a clean well lighted place
After a three day blow, well, to have and have not..
© 1989 mikewhitney


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