Oh there's no cure like travel
To help you unravel
The worries of living today.
When the poor brain is cracking
There's nothing like packing
A suitcase and sailing away.
Take a run 'round Vienna,
Granada, Ravenna, Sienna
And then a-'round Rome.
Have as high time, a low time,
And in no time
You'll be singing Home, Sweet Home.
Bon voyage,
You mean Bon Voyage.
I hate to say goodbye, sweetheart.
By the seashore,
You mean sur the plage.
I'll wait and watch the sea
Till you come back to me,
Oh my dearie,
You mean ma chérie,
I'm yours for life,
You mean pour the vie,
So kiss me, pretty wench,
In English or in French.
And there's no cure like travel
To help you unravel
The worries of living today.
When the poor brain is cracking
There's nothing like packing
A suitcase and sailing away.
Take a run 'round Vienna,
Granada, Ravenna, Sienna
And then a-'round Rome.
Have as high time, a low time,
And in no time
Home, Sweet Home.

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