The Bombay Button (Feat. Richard Neil)

When we sailed into Old Bombay
’Couldn’t wait to get ashore
’Cos I’d heard say 
People there were the friendliest
That you’d meet in the 
journey from the east to west.
They were:

Banging on a drum 
Clapping us a tala 
Strum another strum 
Playing us a raga 
Banging on a drum 
Clapping us a tala
Everybody come 
Down to Bombay

Ah 	  hoy hoy hoy hoy  
Ah 	  hoy hoy hoy hoy 
       
Gold, red, silver and indigo
All the silks and spices made a Dazzling show.
Cobras danced to the melody 
Of a charmer who put his 
basket down for me.
They were:

Banging on a drum 
Clapping us a tala 
Strum another strum 
Playing us a raga 
Banging on a drum 
Clapping us a tala
Everybody come 
Down to Bombay

Singers, folk who were 
Telling tales,
Kathakali dancers, men on beds of nails.
All these things I saw 
On that day
When I went to the Kalbadevi 
in Bombay.
They were:

Banging on a drum 
Clapping us a tala 
Strum another strum 
Playing us a raga 
Banging on a drum 
Clapping us a tala
Everybody come 
Down to Bombay

Ah - hoy hoy hoy hoy 
Ah - hoy hoy hoy hoy 
Hoy !