One more reggae for the road 

 

 

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1. She came from Madrid, just a crazy kid. 

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Met her down in Cadiz. I think you know where that is. 

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I'd been travelling far, playing my guitar. 

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Pulling senoritas, they say I play like Manitas. 

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Tried to make a few pesetas, got a job as a singing waiter, 

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drank Tequila and danced the night away. 

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I was sprawled across the table, making love to a Spanish Betty Grable. 

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I never did get to know that lady's name. 

 

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Refr. One more reggae for the road, gonna sing it to you before I go - everybody. 

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One more reggae for the road, gonna sing it to you before I go - everybody. 

 

Intro. 

 

2. She asked me to take her hand, to stay with her and be her man, 

to make promises impossible to keep. 

I'd be delighted, even get excited. 

Valentina, I really need some sleep. 

Si senor, I will lock the door, next thing I knew I was crawling 'cross the floor 

trying to find a window to get the hell out of here. 

Trying to keep my head above water when in came a hotel porter. 

He said: Take your hands off my daughter, play the guitar - singin'. 

 

Refr. One more reggae for the road, gonna sing it to you before I go - everybody. 

One more reggae for the road, gonna sing it to you before I go - everybody. 

 

Refr. One more reggae for the road, gonna sing it to you before I go - everybody. 

One more reggae for the road, gonna sing it to you before I go - everybody. 

 

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End. Everybody. Everybody. Everybody. Everybody.