Jamboree Songtext

von Split Enz

Roll up, roll up, to the jamboree
Roll up, roll up, to the jamboree

Roll up, roll up, troupers jamboree
Old friends a-tend, long time no see
Roll up, roll up, troupers come on down
Big top, non stop, annual reunion

I know what you're thinking, I know what you'll say
But I gotta getta be, at the troupers jamboree
There's safety in numbers, I'll never forget
40 years ago, on with the show

Distant voices calling, calling me
Entertaining me
Memories of the heydays
With the better company


I know what you're thinking, I know what you'll say
But I gotta getta be, at the troupers jamboree
There's safety in numbers, I'll never forget
40 years ago, on with the show

Roll up, roll up, troupers jamboree
Old friends attend, long time no see
Roll up, roll up, troupers come on down
Big top, non stop, annual reunion

Keeping a lonely vigil while the girls all have a ball
The stories come out thick and fast, long, short and tall
There's Frank du Preze on the flying trapeze
Finally come down to earth
Good 'ol Chris the contortionist, is bent if not worse
Dear 'ol Merle the strip-tease girl, do anything for kicks
And the 'ol magician has disappeared, still up to his old tricks
Well the gag man's been gagged
And the straight man's gone straight
The mime artiste too clever for words
And the M.C's still late

Oh Jamboree.. ..oh Jamboree!