Jewel of the South - COPILOT Music + Sound

Where the warm winds blow

There’s spices and charms

And a silver mine

That could use strong arms

So pack that trunk

And board that ship

The boat leaves soon

From the southbound slip

Karnaca calls

With its shining bay

And high on the cliffs

The old trees sway

The winds of change

The wealth of trade

The fruits of labor

Where fortunes are made

So pack your dreams

And leave you coat

Your life begins

When you leave the boat

The Jewel of the South

She shines for you

Karnaca calls you

To be born anew

Karnaca calls

With its shining bay

And high on the cliffs

The old trees sway

The winds of change

The wealth of trade

The fruits of labor

Where fortunes are made

Where the warm winds blow

There’s spices and charms

And a silver mine

That could strong arms