Rodney Crowell - Voila, An American Dream lyrics

I beg your pardon momma what did you say My mind was drifting on a Martinque day It's not that I'm not interested you see Augusta Georgia is just no place to be I think Jamaica in the moonlight Sandy beaches drinking rum every night We've got no money momma but we can go We'll split the difference go to Coconut grove Keep on talking momma I can hear Your voice it tickles down inside of my ear I feel a tropical vacation this year Might be the answer to this Hillbilly beer I think Jamaica in the moonlight... Voila an American dream We can travel girl without any means When it's as easy as closing your eyes And dream Jamaica is a big neon sign [Guitar] Just keep on talking momma I like the sound It goes so good with that rain pouring down I feel a tropical vacation this year Might be the answer to this Hillbilly beer I think Jamaica in the moonlight... Voila an American dream...