ארה”ב

All my bags are packed, I’m ready to go,
I’m standing here outside your door,
I hate to wake you up to say goodbye.
But the dawn is breaking, it’s early morn,
The taxi’s waiting, he’s blowing his horn,
Already I’m so lonesome I could cry.
So kiss me and smile for me, tell me that you’ll wait for me,
Hold me like you’ll never let me go.
I’m leaving on a jet plane, don’t know when I’ll be back again.
Oh, babe, I hate to go.

There’s so many times I’ve let you down,
So many times, I’ve played around,
I’ll tell you now they don’t mean a thing.
Every place I go, I’ll think of you,
Every song I sing, I’ll sing for you;
When I come back, I’ll wear your wedding ring.

So kiss me and smile for me, tell me that you’ll wait for me,
Hold me like you’ll never let me go.
I’m leaving on a jet plane, don’t know when I’ll be back again.
Oh, babe, I hate to go.

Now the time has come to leave you, one more time let me kiss you,
Then close your eyes, I’ll be on my way.
Dream about the days to come when I won’t have to leave alone,
About the time I won’t have to say:

Leaving on a jet plane, don’t know when I’ll be back again.
Leaving on a jet plane, don’t know when I’ll be back again.

3 תגובות עבור “ארה”ב”

• יהונתן בתאריך 5.09.2007 @ 1:14 pm

  בצורה אירונית ג’ון דנבר ששר את השיר מת בתאונת מטוס.

• אחי דקר בתאריך 5.09.2007 @ 1:43 pm

  יודעת. אני אמנם שרדתי את הדרך אבל כידוע לכלנו זה לא מבטיח כלום (קמתי - שעה וחצי לפני הזמן. הולכת להסתובב קצת)

• חנן כהן בתאריך 5.09.2007 @ 10:17 pm

  קחי שיר שאני נורא אוהב

  Foreign Affair - Tom Waits

  when travelling abroad in the continental style
  it’s my belief one must attempt to be discreet
  and subsequently bear in mind your transient position
  allows you a perspective that’s unique
  though you’ll find your itinerary’s a blessing and a curse
  your wanderlust won’t let you settle down
  and you’ll wonder how you ever fathomed that you’d be content
  to stay within the city limits of a small midwestern town
  most vagabonds i knowed don’t ever want to find the culprit
  that remains the object of their long relentless quest
  the obsession’s in the chasing and not the apprehending
  the pursuit you see and never the arrest

  without fear of contradiction bon voyage is always hollered
  in conjunction with a handkerchief from shore
  by a girl that drives a rambler and furthermore
  is overly concerned that she won’t see him anymore
  planes and trains and boats and buses
  characteristically evoke a common attitude of blue
  unless you have a suitcase and a ticket and a passport
  and the cargo that they’re carrying is you
  a foreign affair juxtaposed with a stateside
  and domestically approved romantic fancy
  is mysteriously attractive due to circumstances knowing
  it will only be parlayed into a memory

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