[Verse 1]

The wind is in from Africa

Last night I couldn't sleep

Oh, you know it sure is hard to leave here, Carey

But it's really not my home

My fingernails are filthy

I got beach tar on my feet

And I miss my clean white linen

And my fancy French cologne

[Chorus]

Oh, Carey, get out your cane

And I'll put on some silver

Oh, you're a mean old Daddy

But I like you fine

[Verse 2]

Come on down to the Mermaid Café

And I will buy you a bottle of wine

And we'll laugh and toast to nothing

And smash our empty glasses down

Let's have a round for these freaks and these soldiers

A round for these friends of mine

Let's have another round for the bright red devil

Who keeps me in this tourist town

[Chorus]

Come on, Carey, get out your cane

I'll put on some silver

Oh, you're a mean old Daddy

But I like you

I like you, I like you, I like you

[Verse 3]

Maybe I'll go to Amsterdam

Or maybe I'll go to Rome

And rent me a grand piano

And put some flowers 'round my room

But let's not talk about fare-thee-wells now

The night is a starry dome

And they're playin' that scratchy rock and roll

Beneath the Matala Moon

[Chorus]

Come on, Carey, get out your cane

And I'll put on some silver

You're a mean old Daddy

But I like you

[Verse 4]

The wind is in from Africa

Last night I couldn't sleep

Oh, you know it sure is hard to leave here

But it's really not my home

Maybe it's been too long a time

Since I was scramblin' down in the street

Now they got me used to that clean white linen

And that fancy French cologne

[Chorus]

Oh, Carey, get out your cane

I'll put on my finest silver

We'll go to the Mermaid Café

Have fun tonight

I said, oh, you're a mean old Daddy

But you're out of sight