well you country fools in your one horse town you can laugh at me
but it´s plain as rain that you´ve never been down to the southern sea
to see me now is like watching a fish on dry land
i only wish you could see me down in the islands
mister, that´s my home.
what a fool i was to leave the only happiness i´ve known

you see me coming, you wink your eye and call me captain jim
and when i don´t do nothin´ but walk on by you say baby get a load of him

all i need is the sea and the sky and i know where i stand
instead of you hicks straight out of the sticks deciding i ain´t a man
you´ll never understand

up here i´m a whisky bum but down there i´m a king
sounds just like the angels up in heaven
when they sing
welcome home, welcome home
such a sight to see
instead of some salvation army sister
singing "nearer my god to thee"

now i know that yankee whisky has taken away my mind
and i know that rum is the only drink suitable to mankind
and i know this tree i´m under is shaped entirely wrong
i need to see a gentle palm tree and i won´t wait to long
i can feel that it´s coming on strong

the first cold wind of winter is flapping in my clothes
showing me the way with the direction that it blows
welcome home, welcome home