Ceylon City

I'm going home to the town where I was born 
where little children laughed as they sang 
a happy song 
in the little town of Ceylon, 
Ceylon city, Ceylon city 

I've got a boat , I hope it's still afloat 
with rusty sails, and an old wooden oar 
It goes along, in the little town of Ceylon 

Ceylon City..... 

My daddy will be waiting there 
My sister will be combing down her silver hair 
My mamma will be waiting there 
serving lunch to my brother, but he's nowhere