With the roar of cars
I'll be back again
If only summer rain would fall
For the worse, now I fear
Longing for the old fecundity
The sweetly sleeping sweeping of the Seine
And the lulling of the cafe bars
Riding up the width and length
And I wrote my girl
Lacking my joie de vive
So far away from my home
Is ringing in my poor ears
Lord, I don't know if I'll ever be back again
Since they shipped me to this foreign shore
On the houses and the boulevards
Missing my gay Paris
A smattering of distant applause
Lord, I don't know if I'll ever be back again
And the side walk bagatelles '
Camel in disrepair
Told her I would not return
Lord, I don't know if I'll ever be back again
And the side walk bagatelles
With the roar of cars
Songwriter: Colin Meloy
On the old left bank
Fighting in a foreign war
If only summer rain would fall
Pinched doses of laudanum
On the houses and the boulevard
If only summer rain would fall
It's like a dream
Publisher: OSTEROZHNA! MUSIC
In this desert dry
Curses to this mirage
It's been a year or more
To come passing by
My baby in a charabanc
The sweetly sleeping sweeping of the Seine
Of my homeland
And the lulling of the cafe bars
A bottle of ancient Chiraz
Be back again
Be back again
Terribly taken a turn
With the roar of cars
And the side walk bagatelles
The sweetly sleeping sweeping of the Seine
Of the Champs Elysees
I am on reprieve
On the houses and the boulevard
It's like a dream
It's like a dream
And the lulling of the cafe bars
Medicating in the sun
I'm a legionnaire
Hoping for a Frigidaire