A seafarer's lament for the homeland left behind...New Jersey.
Brand new old songs of the '30s, '40s, '50s and '60s.
Lyrics
Farewell New Jersey, New Jersey farewell
Farewell to Perth Amboy, and dear Oradell
Where I loved my first love, a hair dresser named Trish
Where Brother James Hoffa now sleeps with the fish.
Weigh, haul away, were embarked on a mission
The skies of New Jersey glow livid above
Our ship is full-rigged, like the Gaming Commission
Of lovely New Jersey, the land that I love.
Flow gently, sweet Ramapo, down from the hills
Past superfund sites, and the great toxic spills
Past Wayne and Passaic and old Nutley town
To the great Newark Bay, all malodrous and brown.
Weigh, haul away, were leaving today
The refinery breeze brings a tear to my eye
Is it tears have me chokin? Or the air of Hoboken?
Goodbye New Jersey, New Jersey goodbye.
Sprung from these cages out on Highway Nine
Chrome-wheeled, fuel-injected, and over the line
To the strip that I cruised on a hot summers night
To the girls that I used on the beach at Sea Bright.
Weigh, haul away, were leaving today
When the Boss sings, the Jersey girls dance in the dark
To the strip clubs so raucous in sweet home Secaucus
Its farewell to Freehold and Asbury Park.
Weigh, haul away, were leaving today
Somehow New Jersey is calling me home
To the lox and chopped liver of old Saddle River
Shalom New Jersey, New Jersey shalom.
Some day when I die, as someday I will
Bury me not on some far foreign hill
Let me spend all eternity, not in some hole,
But on the Garden State Parkway, a-paying a toll.
Weigh, haul away, were leaving today
We leave the baked ziti and the fine sfogliatelle
To the wise guys we whacked back in old Hackensack
Farewell New Jersey, New Jersey farewell.
Im no ignoramus: I love my Paramus
Farewell New Jersey, New Jersey farewell.
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