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Voila, An American Dream - Rodney Crowell
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Voila, An American Dream Rodney Crowell

Voila, An American Dream - Rodney Crowell
[Verse 1]
I beg your pardon, momma, what did you say?
My mind was drifting on some Martinique day
It's not that I'm not interested you see
Augusta, Georgia is just no place to be

[Chorus]
I think Jamaica in the moonlight
Sandy beaches, drinking rum every night
We've got no money, momma, but we can go
We'll split the difference, go to Coconut Grove

[Verse 2]
Keep on talking, momma, I can hear
Your voice it tickles down inside of my ear
I feel a tropical vacation this year
Might be the answer to this hillbilly beer

[Chorus]
I think Jamaica in the moonlight
Sandy beaches, drinking rum every night
We've got no money, momma, but we can go
We'll split the difference, go to Coconut Grove

Voila, an American dream
We can travel girl without any means
When it's as easy as closing your eyes
And dream Jamaica is a big neon sign
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