Back To Marseilles

The boat for the Bailey's leaves just on time

Silver and indigo fisherman's lines

The scent from the quarter always in the air

Mint tea and majoon - wish I was there.

Back in Marseilles wish I was there

Smooth of the slipper as you move through the souk

Smooth feel of your feet as you slide through the souk

Slide of your slipper as you move through the souk.

I'm going back, oh back to Marseilles

Down by the harbour

Same old danger, same old jive

Hoping for my fishermen are going to come home alive

Down by the harbour

Life is calling me back

That's what I am watching all the time.

Take me back to Marseilles

Take me back to Marseilles.

Never disgraceful of speaking in tongues

Nothing to seek for no right in no wrongs

Face of the women look so discreet

Gaze of virgins so sweet.

Back in Marseilles, oh I'm back to Marseilles

Down by the same harbour

Same danger, same jive

Waiting for my fishermen to come home alive.

Back to Marseilles

Take me back to Marseilles

Bring 'em back, bring 'em back alive

Bring 'em back, bring 'em back alive.

The boat from the Bailey's docks just in time

Silver and ending goes still on the line

Feel of the moonshine, change in your life

Nothing like a fine, fine line.

Back in Marseilles

Take me back to Marseilles

Take me back, take me.