D
Comin’ off de plane in tourist
clothes
Bm
Round de
G D
Huntin’ for Mola animals.
D
I say hello but no reply
Bm
But I saw de twinkle of she eye
G
D
And off she goes to find da
beach.
D A G
Maybe I’m a rich man Maybe I’m a poor man Maybe I’m the kinda
man
D A
Who’s gonna love you
Her bambam swaying too and
fro, For me
for you I watch it go
Now she’s staring out to sea, She’s drinking pipa next to me
With a little rum to spice
it up.
D A G
Maybe I’m a rich man Maybe I’m a poor man Maybe I’m the kinda
man
Who’s gonna love you
F#m G
By nightfall she was in my arms
F#m
G
I was possessed with all she charms
A G D Bm G D
A
It was a perfect day in paradise (LEAD)
But soon to end she’s on de plane, She won’t be coming
back again
I close my eyes and turn away.
D A G
No I’m not a rich man Yeah I am a poor man No, I’m not de kinda
man
D A
Whos gonna love you (repeat)