BISCUIT CITY
(Gordon Lightfoot)

As recorded Gordon Lightfoot 1983


I'd like to be in Biscuit City, with my banjo in my hands
I don't need no long vacation in some foreign land 
'Cause the sound of my own breathing 
Has been turning to a sigh
I wish that I could make the time 
To be in Biscuit City by and by.

Oh the water is of emerald and the beach is white as snow 
And everyone's got money and no place to go
In a land of milk and honey
It can really make you smile 
And if I had a ticket 
I would stay in Biscuit City for a while.

All the girls are in bikinis, all the boys are in the buff 
With the baby in between and that makes three of us 
And the streets are all so quiet
And the walls are squeaky clean 
I think you ain't been nowhere 
'til the town of Biscuit City you have seen.

(bridge)

I'd rather be in Biscuit City, with my banjo in my hand 
Than take a big vacation in some foreign land 
'Cause the sound of my own breathing 
Has been turning to a sigh 
If it were not for misfortune 
I would be in Biscuit City by and by. 

If it were not for misfortune 
I would stay in Biscuit City 'til I die.



(Transcribed by David Story - February 2013)