Flying Clipper Songtext

von Peter, Sue & Marc

John was a dreamer
Came from a steamer
Tired of the navy drill
Traded all he got
Looking fo a special thrill

Paul, is's a pity
Came from the city
Quit a well-paid job
Leaving all behind
For the only dream he got

Fly, Flying Clipper
We'll catch the rainbow's end
The sea will be our freind
Through rain and storm we'll stand
We'll be the big outstripper
Fly, Flying Clipper
And when we're passing by
They will believe that we can fly

Jane, being twenty
Left home of plenty
Bored by the party-stress
Out on something new
Her parenst never guessed

Gill, to be honest
Came from the street
And this makes the crew complete
They all longed for the day
When their ship would sail away

Fly, Flying Clipper...

Sometimes when the night is falling
Far away from home
They wonder what became
Of all the fiends they've known