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Jimmy Buffett( James William Buffett )
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Buffet Hotel
This train slipped into the station A worn out steel blue soul A relic from colonial days When the French were still in control Lorsque les Francais ont ete en controle (When the French were still in control)
It's an outpost in transition Where the faithful in the bar Know from the whistle & the squeaking wheels That the next step is Dakar La prochaine etape etait Dakar (The next step is Dakar)
Talk on the radio Talk on the street Talk of men with money loco from the heat Picking up the beat
Talk about the rail band Picking up the beat We lit that great reunion With the headlights on the jeep
And there's history on the jukebox Where the spies & scoundrels dwell It was the place to go in Bamako Direction – Buffet Hotel
Now we're lost in the Sahara Four hours north of Tombouctou Lookin' for a nomad who knows Or maybe some wondering Jew Allons a Essakane, Syndou (Get us to Essakane, Syndou) Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com
Then we heard that Tuareg combo We had come so very far And we were welcomed out of history By the wind & sand & stars Jai commence a le piercevoir (I'm beginning to understand it)
Sand in the couscous Sand in the wine There was sand in my guitar case Stories in my mind
Machine guns on the hilltop Camels in my tent Buried in a sandstorm As the music came & went
Well we crawled out of the desert And the storm erased our tracts The Sahara showed her heart to us And then she took it back
I recall diplomats & hookers And I saw strangers digging wells And for that one great night in Bamako We owned Buffet Hotel
Nous avons eu Buffet Hotel (We owned the Buffet Hotel) La nuit nous apparient Vive le Buffet Adieu A Bientot-Farewell
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