East, west, over the ocean,
Perpetual motion, traveling around.
No rest, singing and playing
Night out and day in, doing the rounds.
What a great life it must seem.

Swell joints, everything classy,
Nothing that's paseč, only the best.
Lush girls ogling and eyeing,
Sighing and crying, this is success!
What a great life it must seem.

(CHORUS)
But when I hear young voices
singing out,
The bells at home start ringing out.
Then I feel all alone,
Then I think of my home.

Mum, Dad, all 'round the fire,
In festive attire, keeping the day.
Aunts, kids, all the relations,
Congratulations, this is success.
What a great life it must seem.

(REPEAT CHORUS)