paroles de chanson Kalahari Sand Between My Toes - John Edmond

I was born and bred and raised
On a farm in a long-forgotten place
Down where a Kalahari River flows
From childhood to a man I grew
Shoes and socks I never knew
With the Kalahari sand between my toes
My mom said son you'll be poor
If you be like dad and be a Boer
Why I listened to her only heaven knows
I studied hard and I really shocked her
When at last I became a doctor
Wearing a pair of shoes to hide my toes
When I'd get down and things weren't going right
And my heart was sad and full of woes
Things would turn out fine when I'd think back to the time
With the Kalahari sand between my toes.
Took a job with the Canada Government
To a remote station I was sent
I tended Indians and Eskimo's
Cowboys, Mounties, Lumberjacks
And even Canadian Aristocrats
For frostbite cause of ice between their toes
Went hunting for, to shoot a Moose
Ended up I shot a goose
They say in hunting that's the way it goes
The trial was cold and wet and damp
Took my boots off back at camp
There were pine needles stuck between my toes.
I flew back to the land of my birth
When I landed there, I kissed the earth
Told the customs man to hold his nose
Took my shoes and socks off there and then
Cause my feet had a craving burning yen
For the Kalahari sand between my toes
By a campfire here I sit in the sand
With a hunting rifle in my hand
Where the Kalahari wind still blows
I shot a fat springbok or two
For biltong and a damn fine stew
With the Kalahari sand between my toes.