Last Mango In Paris ukulele

Last Mango In Paris

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       E                A  
I went down to Captain Tony's  
    E              A  
To get out of the heat  
    E                A  
I heard a voice call out to me  
  E               A  
"Son come have a seat"  
  
  C#m              F#m  
I had to search my memory   
     C#m               A  
As I looked into those eyes  
    C#m                         F#m  
Our lives have changed like the weather  
       B  
But a legend never dies  
  


                E             A  
     I ate the last mango in Paris  
               B                   E  
     Took the last plane out of Saigon  
                C#m                F#m  
     I took the first fast boat to China  
          A            B                   E  
     And Jimmy there's still so much to be done  
  
  
I had a third world girl in Buzios  
With a pistol in each hand  
She always kept me covered   
As we roamed from land to land  
  
I had a damn good run on Wall Street   
With my high fashion model wife  
'till I woke up dry beneath the African sky  
Just me and my Swiss Army knife  
  
Chorus:  
  
We shot the breeze for hours   
As the sun fell from the sky   
And like the sun he disappeared   
Before my very eyes   
  
It was somewhere past dark-thirty   
And I went back to the head   
I read upon the dingy wall   
The words the old man said  
  
Chorus: 2x   
 

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