Marrakesh

I got tired of the winter snows

Parkas, mukluks and woolen clothes

Jack Frost etching the window panes

Icy winds bringing on chilblains

So I moved down to Marrakesh

Oh, I moved down to Marrakesh

It’s an old Berber-Arabian town

Where all nationalities abound

Shimmering under the African sun

Frenetic, crazy carnival fun

I could get used to Marrakesh

Oh, I could get used to Marrakesh

Meandering alleys confuse like a maze

Overlaid with noise, scents and haze

Tiling, and ancient artistry thrives

Too much to see in 20 lives

Spend my time exploring Marrakesh

Spend my time exploring Marrakesh

The medina’s walled and densely packed

Teeming souks with shelves all stacked

Color and madness on the desert sand

Snake charmers, drugs, donkey cabs on hand

I could lose myself in Marrakesh

Oh, I could lose myself in Marrakesh

Crowds of people, endless things to do

But I find myself missing you

Sometimes I’m lonely down to the bone

Guess it’s time for me to go back home

So I’m gonna be leaving Marrakesh

Yes, I’m gonna be leaving Marrakesh

I’ll miss the mosques call to prayer,

Islamic architecture abundant there

The beautiful artisan heritage

French, Spanish everything verbiage

My heart will ache for Marrakesh

Oh, my heart will ache for Marrakesh