Not Far From Fenario

In every face I looked for you
And these days am growing old
My "mother" has been buried-o
Almost now ten years ago.
But I ask of you today
Since you cannot find the way
To the Bridges they call Old
Can your guineas play in absentio?
My Saturn needs an engine-o
Parked at Paul's, it's down the road.
They have to build on order-o
And payment in advance of course.
I have no peso to my name
The last I gave for your escape
Because I told you "yes", not "no",
Because I too much loved you-o
They jailed me and they locked me in
Til I no longer knew my brain.
Though mists confused and lost my thoughts
I'd welcome you with open arms.
I'm not home in Bavario
I'm stuck here in New Jersey-o
Sad and lonely all alone
Waiting for a ghost to come.

In all the years you've vanished oh
I've known of brave men only two
One my brother, buried, oh
In April Nineteen nine nine my woe
The other's in Bund republiko.

I am not my own self-o
Who you left so long ago
My body's broken by Americo
Corporate and idio
I give up all hope of rescue
I remain here-
P.o.W.