I'm going home to the town where I was born

where little children laughed as they sang

a happy song

in the little town of Ceylon,

Ceylon city, Ceylon city

I've got a boat , I hope it's still afloat

with rusty sails, and an old wooden oar

It goes along, in the little town of Ceylon

Ceylon City.....

My daddy will be waiting there

My sister will be combing down her silver hair

My mamma will be waiting there

serving lunch to my brother, but he's nowhere

Ceylon City....