Return of the Ellington Songtext
von Rosalie Cunningham
Return of the Ellington Songtext
Donovan Ellington, not a name we′ve heard for years
Mother's embellishments made me blush from ear to ear
And I was young, the odds that she would spin
Would spin me ′round in circles searching for my home gin
Return of the Ellington, a fanfare to declare
Jealous the rest of them, 'cause they would never dare
Which story of the seas, a pinch of salt I'd take
And shots to keep our trays of doubt from showing on my face
Travelling lightly (traveling lightly), telling his story (telling his story)
He′ll never be boring like them
Travelling lightly (traveling lightly), telling his story (telling his story)
He′ll never be boring again
He's ridden an elephant
Shot a man between the eyes
Climbed the Pyrenees and upscaled down the other side
Chased the Aztec gold and found forgotten tribes
He sailed the river saying I heard he fished the river dry
For some it′s a warning
I wonder why he's here with me
If mother was here now she′d say that we're a family
And his smile rings a bell, it also rings alarm
′Cause mother always warned me he will only do me harm
Travelling lightly (traveling lightly), telling his story (telling his story)
He'll never be boring like them
Travelling lightly (traveling lightly), telling his story (telling his story)
He'll never be boring again
Travelling lightly, telling his story
Travelling lightly, telling his story
Travelling lightly, telling his story
Travelling lightly, telling his story
Mother's embellishments made me blush from ear to ear
And I was young, the odds that she would spin
Would spin me ′round in circles searching for my home gin
Return of the Ellington, a fanfare to declare
Jealous the rest of them, 'cause they would never dare
Which story of the seas, a pinch of salt I'd take
And shots to keep our trays of doubt from showing on my face
Travelling lightly (traveling lightly), telling his story (telling his story)
He′ll never be boring like them
Travelling lightly (traveling lightly), telling his story (telling his story)
He′ll never be boring again
He's ridden an elephant
Shot a man between the eyes
Climbed the Pyrenees and upscaled down the other side
Chased the Aztec gold and found forgotten tribes
He sailed the river saying I heard he fished the river dry
For some it′s a warning
I wonder why he's here with me
If mother was here now she′d say that we're a family
And his smile rings a bell, it also rings alarm
′Cause mother always warned me he will only do me harm
Travelling lightly (traveling lightly), telling his story (telling his story)
He'll never be boring like them
Travelling lightly (traveling lightly), telling his story (telling his story)
He'll never be boring again
Travelling lightly, telling his story
Travelling lightly, telling his story
Travelling lightly, telling his story
Travelling lightly, telling his story
Writer(s): Rosalie Cunningham, Rosco Wilson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com