Last Mango In Paris

E                A
I went down to Captain Tony's
    E              A
To get out of the heat
    E                A
I heard a voice call out to me
  E               A
"Son come have a seat"

  C#m              F#m
I had to search my memory
     C#m               A
As I looked into those eyes
    C#m                         
Our lives have changed like the 
F#m
weather
       B
But a legend never dies


Continúa después del anuncio
                E             A
     I ate the last mango in Paris
               B               
     Took the last plane out of 
    E
Saigon
                C#m                
     I took the first fast boat to 
F#m
China
          A            B          
     And Jimmy there's still so 
         E
much to be done


I had a third world girl in Buzios
With a pistol in each hand
She always kept me covered
As we roamed from land to land

I had a damn good run on Wall Street
With my high fashion model wife
'till I woke up dry beneath the 
African sky
Just me and my Swiss Army knife

Chorus:

We shot the breeze for hours
As the sun fell from the sky
And like the sun he disappeared
Before my very eyes

It was somewhere past dark-thirty
And I went back to the head
I read upon the dingy wall
The words the old man said

Chorus: 2x