It was [a] far across the sea when the devil got a hold of me
He [G] wouldnt set me free so he kept me soul for [a] ransom
Na, na, na, na, na…
Im a [a] sailor man from Glasgow town I’ve [G] roamed this world around and round
He’s the [a] meanest thing that I have found in all me [G] days of [a] wandering
And [a] I could see his evil eyes but [G] then he took me by surprise
[a] Take me to your paradise I want to [G] see the [a] jungle
Here we [C] go again, we’re on the [G] road again
Were on the [a] road again, we’re on our way to [G] paradise
We love the [C] jungle deep, that’s where the [G] lion sleeps
For then those [a] evil eyes they have no place in [G] paradise
[a] Graffiti on the wall just as the sun was going down
I see [G] Graffiti on the wall – up the celts, up the celts
[a] Graffiti on the wall it says we’re magic, we’re magic
[G] Graffiti on the wall, graffiti on the [a] wall
And it says [a] ooh [G] ah [a] up the [G] RA say ooh ah up the [a] RA
We went through each jungle deep, for the paradise that we did seek
‘Twas no trip for the weak, we’re waltzing with the natives
From the Amazon to Borneo from Africa to Tokyo
To the darkest jungles of the world, but no where could I lose him
Around in circles every way he turned to me and he did say
I think your leading me astray I want your soul me boyo
