Going to Paris Lyrics

We are going to Paris
In a ship with red sails
As the storm gathers slowly
We eat fish heads and snails
The mate jumps up, throws down a line
To man overboard for the ninetieth time
And then he says with a wink
Sometimes I think I've been doing this forever

We are going to Paris
In a ship called The Marlene
There are signs in the sky at night
That the captain says he's seen
I keep books under my pillow
And read them before I sleep
Strange places I go to
Strange companies I keep

We are going to Paris
We are one and thirty strong
I can feel it in the air
We'll be there before long
The wind howls cold like a man insane
Insane !
We are going to Paris
It rains and it rains

Ayr 1978

On "The Secret Life Of The Waterboys"