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The Byrds - Gunga Din Lyrics

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  • Written by Gene Parsons
  • I'm writing this here letter from aboard a DC8
  • Heading into Angel Town, I hope it's not too late
  • It rained in New York City
  • Mister Rock 'n' Roll couldn't stay
  • The crowd was mad and we were had
  • Chasing the sun back to L.A.
  • Have breakfest with me mamma
  • I hope they'll let us in
  • Got a leather jacket on
  • I know that it's a sin
  • Gunga Din
  • Sitting backwards on this airplane, is bound to make me sick
  • Spend your life on a DC8, never get to bed
  • Settle down (settle down)in the world
  • Now we're over Kansas, where the clouds are floating by
  • The whole wide world looks back at me
  • Just like a mushroom pie I wonder why
  • Have breakfest with me mamma
  • I hope they'll let us in
  • Got a leather jacket on
  • I know that it's a sin
  • Gunga Din

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