Verse 1: A Well, if I have the whim I either sink or swim, E A it never really seems to matter either way. A And if a bill comes in, just throw it in the bin E A because I'm sure to get some more another day. Chorus: A D E A Zambezi, Zambezi, Zambezi, Zam, I'm on my way, A D E A Zambezi, Zambezi, Zambezi, Zam.
Bridge: A I ought to face life's complications, A but I haven't got the inclination A and I never learned the hang of facing E A my responsibilities. A So when the bailiff comes, explain to him A I haven't got a thing to give to him, A but if he wants to come round visiting me, E A this is where I'll be: Chorus: A D E A Zambezi, Zambezi, Zambezi, Zam, I'm on my way, A D E A Zambezi, Zambezi, Zambezi, Zam. Verse 2: A Well, if my bank should phone tell them I ain't at home, E A just say I packed my plastic bag and went away; A as for the landlord's rent, I spent it on a tent, E A so if he's asking questions, you'll know what to say: Chorus: (x3) A D E A Zambezi, Zambezi, Zambezi, Zam, I'm on my way, A D E A
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