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G          C        G
Disembarking at Duvalier Airport
D C G
Seeking transportation to town
G C G
As the purple ink dried on his passport
D C G
He could still feel the eyes look around

(Some French stuff) casino
Spoke to the cabbie and smiled
Driver replied vous o louvos
As he motioned the dark man inside

Bm C
CHORUS: Business in Aruba concluded
Am D Dsus4
He now had a little money to spend
C D G
That's how I came to meet my African friend

We were rolling the bones several hours
Conversing as most gamblers do
We were calling on all of our powers
Hoping to see the night through

But not approving at all of our winning,
Pit boss he tugged at his sleeve
Through the whole thing my new friend was grinning
When he motioned it's time we should leave

With our night at the tables behind us
We were ready just to do it again
That's when I came to know my African friend

INSTRUMENTAL

But I woke up on the steps of a whorehouse
Soldier told me I better leave
As I stumbled to find me a taxi
I saw a note pinned to my sleeve

It was a pleasure and a hell of an evening
Truly was our night to win
But the authorities insist on my leaving
Take care, my American friend

With my weekend in Haiti concluded
I now had a little money to spend
That's how I came know my African Friend

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End of the SOASOAS GCC section...
12/4/94 MAH


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