One Poor Correspondent

I travel the world, I take it all in
I take lots pictures of all the places I've been
Here is the Taj Mahal, here is Stonehenge
I have lots of stories
I won't bore you to tears
Yes, I've gone lots of places over the years

They say I am one poor correspondent
They say I am too, too hard to find
But you can find me

I am no mere tourist
Don't wear Bermuda shorts
Don't have a fanny pack or lodge at family resorts
Paddled down the Amazon, stayed in strange ports
Caught myself diphtheria
Caught myself some typhoid
Swatted off tsetse flies they're a must to avoid

It's a great big world and I go it alone
Don't got no internet, don't got no phone

I've seen the seven wonders
And crossed the seven seas
Went to the wailing wall
Got down on my knees
Camped in the redwoods under redwood trees
I've stayed in hostels
Lived on the cheap
But when I lay down at night
I dream you in my sleep



Credits
Writer(s): Eliot Wilder
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