African Friend Lyrics - Jimmy Buffett

African Friend 

By: Jimmy Buffett 

1978 

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?" [ Do you know where the casino is Sir? ] 

Spoke to the cabbie and smiled 

Driver replied "Vieux ou noveaux." [ Old or new? ] 

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 

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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 

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"It was a pleasure and a hell of an evenin' 

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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