They pick me up in the harbour
I have just the clothes on my back, no bag under my arm
I recognize the whole crew
have seen some of them relatively recently, others a long time ago
Migle around with my welcome drink
tie my shirt around my waist because the weather is nice
I turn around and look beyond the stern
I can barely see the land anymore, only water
My uncle shout something about an upper class-asshole so everyone can hear it
from where he lays sunbathing at the front
it smells good from the cabin, I go down to take a look
my grandmom is sitting there and she greets me with a smile
She says that I've grown since the last time she saw me
I smile and sit next to her
She has made her fish stew on the gas stove, oh I'm going to get so full
It's been a long time since I had something so nice
On deck, the guitars are out and people are getting ready to play
Cornelis has found his pick that he's been searching for
He starts the song together with Allan Edwall
and the whole boat starts to sing with them
Chorus.
This is how it works, we come and go
See you tomorrow or many years from now
but don't cry because we will see each other again
and then I'll make you a boat-drink my friend
Yes, they say that I have passed away
a child of the times
that has been written off
shortly after 6 pm
down at the clinic
a part of the statistics
but turn on the music, don't want to rest in peace when
Rönnerdahl is dancing with Calle Scheven
Bellman is drinking schnapps with Evert
like they did at Gyldene freden
We head towards Buenos Aires
Goodbye Las Vegas, under no circumstances
will anyone be able to get on
as long as the heart beats, the boat can't go anywhere
so many we'll have a break or two
Mr bartender you don't need to be in such a rush
no one cares about time
Charlie Norman plays the piano and miss Zetterlund is next to him but
I sit and write
when I realize that I don't have any pills to stop sea-sickness
Should I make you a boat drink my friend
it's been quite a long time
but anyhow, it's good to see you again
I thought you lived in heaven
rather than in the hammock at the stern, so tell me
is this the end, if that's the case then I'm finally seeing the light
This is how it is when we come and go
but still not like Christmas even -72, that goes
No, this is no brig Bluebird by Hull
no storm can make us row this boat to the shore
no dark clouds because it's always sunny above our mast
if this is real or not, if I think it's true
never again will a single tear fall
we're standing there. the shore is waiting for you
my friend when it's your turn don't be afraid
because I'll stand there with a boat drink already prepared
I'll have your boat drink prepared by then
I'll have your boat drink prepared by then
I'll have your boat drink prepared by then
When it's your turn I'll have your boat drink prepared