Letra de African Friend - Jimmy Buffett

Disembarking at Duvalier Airport

Seeking transportation to town

As the purple ink dried on his passport

He could still feel the eyes look around

"Messieur ou y est casino?"

Spoke to the cabbie and smiled

Driver replied, "Vieux ou noveaux?"

As he motioned the dark man inside

Business in Aruba concluded

He now had a little money to spend

That's how I came to meet my African friend

We were rolling the bones several hours

Conversing as most gamblers do

We were calling on all of our powers

Hopin' to see the night through

But not approving at all of our winnings

Pit boss, he tugged at his sleeve

Through the whole thing, my new friend was grinning

When he motioned, "it's time we should leave"

With our night at the tables behind us

We were ready just to do it again

That's when I came to know my African friend

But I woke up on the steps of a whorehouse

Soldier told me I'd better leave

As I stumbled to find me a taxi

I saw a note pinned to my sleeve

"It was a pleasure and a hell of an evening

Truly was our night to win

But the authorities insist on my leaving

Take care, my American friend"

With my weekend at Haiti concluded

I now had a little money to spend

That's when I came to meet my African friend

That's how I came to know another good friend

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