Sampan (with Laurence Juber) - Al Stewart, Laurence Juber

The sun is high, looking out I see

The emptiness beyond the jetty

Seagulls raining like confetti

On the Water

Sea and sky come together in

A hazy kiss out on the ocean

Europe seems a foreign notion

Hardly thought of

And would you leave your modern world behind?

I know who I am

Riding in my sampan

In the shade stands the foreman in

A floppy hat and linen suit

Beneath his ancient leather boot

The ground is straining

Far away, figures bend to tap the

Endless seas of rubber trees

To coat the wheels of Paris taxis

Where it’s raining

And would you leave your melting world behind?

I know who I am

Riding in my sampan