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DRamadan is over, The nGew moon's shown her face,
I'm Ahalfway round the planet, In aG most unlAikely plDace.
DFollowing my song line, Past baGmboo shacks and shops,
Behind a Agitney packed like sardines, With Gbananas Apiled onD top,
I Dran away from politics, It's tGoo bizarAre at hoDme,
AAway I flew, tuned into Blue,
Maybe GAmsterAdam or DRome, Awakened by a stewardess,
With GSpain somewhere below, On the tAhreshold of adventure,
God I Gdo love Athis job Dso,
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So while I Gmake my Dmove,
On the bAig board Dgame,
Up and dGown a Spanish Dhighway,
Some Athings remain the Dsame,
GGirls meet Dboys, and the Aboys tease gBmirls,
I'm Gheading out this mDorning,
For the AFar Side of the DWorld,
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Oh I believe in song lines,
Obvious and not,
I'd ridden them like camels,
To some most peculiar spots,
They run across the oceans,
Through mountains and saloons,
And tonight out to the dessert,
Where I sit atop this dune,
I was destined for this vantage point,
Which is so far from the Sea,
I've lived it in the pages of Saint-Exupery,
From Paris to Tunisia,
Cassablanca to Dakkar,
I was riding long before I flew,
Through the wind and sand and stars,
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GCaravDan, ARide that huDmp,
And GTimbuktDu's a jAillion Dbumps,
GSleeping bags and bDattle flags,
Are Acoiled and fBmurled,
GThat's the way you Dtravel,
To the Afar side of the Dworld,
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A Sunset framed by lightening bolts,
Burns a lasting memory,
And a string of tiny twinkling lights,
adorn the sausage tree,
While the embers from the log fire,
Flicker, fly, and twirl,
Then drift off toward the cosmos,
From the Far Side of the World,
Well it's Christmas and my birthday,
and so to that extent,
The Masai not the wise men,
Are circling my tent,
I teach them how to play guitar,
They show me how to dance,
We have rum from the Caribbean,
And Burgundy from France,
New Year's Eve in Zanziba,
With Babo and his boys,
High up on the rooftop,
You can relish all the noise,
They are dancing on the tables,
People bouncing like gazelles,
Two 001 is ushered in,
With air raid horns and bells,
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GTime to Dsing Atime to Ddance
GLiving Dout my sAecond Dchance.
GCobras and Dsleeping bags are Acoiled and cBmurled
GThat's the way it Dhappens
On the AFar Side of the DWorld.
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Back at home, it's afternoon
Six thousand miles away.
I will still be there when I get through
Attending this soiree
There are jobs and chores and questions
And plates I need to twirl,
But tonight I'll take my chances,
On the Far Side of the World.
GThat's the way it Dhappens
On the AFar Side of the DWorld.
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