Bamboula Lyrics - Postcards From Paradise - Ringo Starr

On an old cot bay from around the lake 

My baby said to me 

This ain't no time 

For any nickel and dime 

Or a wasted memory 

So you all gather round and about the town 

And it sounds like history 

And our rhythm is great 

It's on the way 

That brought you back to me 

He cool you 

Can't fool you, Bamboula 

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Down in Congo square 

Not so long ago 

A creole beat would play 

And an old court room in a big bad moon 

Would dine on end 

The days go rumble in a mumble jumbo way 

Sweet heart dear whit her hear real 

You play each day 

I'm calling 

You owe it 

You all in 

Bamboula 

With a creole girl 

And a cranberry lane 

Taking all my breath away 

With every little age delayed 

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There's no time to hesitate 

Let us keep it straight 

Never separate 

This is not to intervene 

Engagin' the raging 

It's cagin' 

Engagin' the raging 

It's cagin' 

I'm calling 

You all in 

I'm calling 

You all in 

I'm calling 

You all in