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Another one for all you Parrotheads!!

By Jimmy Buffett

                         AFRICAN FRIEND

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Disembarking at Duvalier airport
A7            G            D
Seeking transportation to town
D           
As the purple ink dried on his passport
A7                       G         D  
He could still feel the eyes look around.

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Messieur ou y est casino? 
A7               G          D
He spoke to the cabbie and smiled
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The driver replied: vieux ou noveaux? 
A7                  G          D
As he motioned the dark man inside.

Fm                    D
Business in Aruba concluded
       E7                      A
He now had a little money to spend
        G             A7               D
That's how I came to meet my African friend.

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We were rolling the bones several hours
A7             G            D
Conversing as most gamblers do
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We were calling on all of our powers
A7         G              D
Hoping to see the night through.

D                     G            D
But not approving at all of our winnings
A7                 G             D
The pit boss he tugged at his sleeve
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Through the whole thing my new friend was grinning
A7                     G               D
Then he motioned it's time we should leave.

Fm                            D 
With our night at the tables behind us
          E7                  A
We were ready just to do it again
        G              A7               D
That's when I came to know my African friend.

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But I woke up on the steps of a whorehouse
A7                 G          D
A soldier told me I'd better leave
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As I stumbled to find me a taxi
A7              G           D
I saw a note pinned to my sleeve.

D                         G           D
It was a pleasure and a hell of an evenin
A7         G            D
Truly was our night to win
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But the authorities insist on my leaving
A7             G         D      
Take care my American friend.

Fm                        D
With my weekend at Haiti concluded
       E7                     A
I now had a little money to spend
        G              A7               D
That's when I came to meet my African friend
        G              A7               D
That's how I came to know another good friend.


            
            
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