I'm going home to the town where I was born
   where little children laughed as they sang
   a happy song
   in the little town of Ceylon,
   Ceylon city, Ceylon city
  
   I've got a boat , I hope it's still afloat
   with rusty sails, and an old wooden oar
   It goes along, in the little town of Ceylon
  
   Ceylon City.....
  
   My daddy will be waiting there
   My sister will be combing down her silver hair
   My mamma will be waiting there
   serving lunch to my brother, but he's nowhere
  
   Ceylon City....