
John Taylor's Month Away Songtext
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I love to look out at the sea
from the Swing Park here at Rum Bay Beach
Today John Taylor starts his month away
on a boat one-ten miles east of Aberdeen
A dozen men, thirty days with twenty-four hours in each
of shattered boyhood dreams and not much sleep
I'd much rather be me
For once I'd much rather be me
with their heads still stuck on land
A month on land and then they'll surely dream
of girls they can afford but cannot have
And in the drunken haze they're on a rolling wave
For once again I'd much rather be me
I'd much rather be me
Once again I'd much rather be me
For once again I'd much rather be me
A month at sea and they will surely sleep
from the Swing Park here at Rum Bay Beach
Today John Taylor starts his month away
on a boat one-ten miles east of Aberdeen
A dozen men, thirty days with twenty-four hours in each
of shattered boyhood dreams and not much sleep
I'd much rather be me
For once I'd much rather be me
with their heads still stuck on land
A month on land and then they'll surely dream
of girls they can afford but cannot have
And in the drunken haze they're on a rolling wave
For once again I'd much rather be me
I'd much rather be me
Once again I'd much rather be me
For once again I'd much rather be me
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