Woorden: Jimmy Buffett. Remittance Man.

Sinner on the mainland he's a sinner on the sea
He looks for absolution not accountability
How many destinations oh God he's seen them all
He collects his precious pittance never a port of call

Remittance Man
Black sheep of the family clan broke too many rules along the way
Remittance Man
So far away from home no they'll never understand
The Remittance Man

A man of empty pockets from jingling his change
The idleness and grieving for all that he retains
By the harbor lights of Sydney or the Bora Bora moon
He recites his sad confession to the seagulls and the loons

Remittance Man
Black sheep of the family clan broke too many rules along the way
Remittance Man
So far away from home no they'll never understand
The Remittance Man

Well you could claim that you were born a prince
But you're the only one you can convince
Survivor with no livelihood that you could ever make it good
But still you dream of what you can pretend

An unexpected passenger boarded in Marseilles
An angel full of tenderness she gave her heart away
She was but a gypsy he was just a stray
They almost made a miracle but it slowly slipped away

So he follows the equator with a wish to run a ground
It's a very vicious circle goin' round and round and round
And he watches from the fantail as the mainland disappears
Just like the Flying Dutchman he's a prisoner of his fears

Remittance Man
Black sheep of the family clan broke too many rules along the way
Remittance Man
So far away from home no they'll never understand
No they'll never understand, no they'll never understand
The Remittance Man