[Chorus]
Nobody would owe me
In my old car called Salome
But Jennifer said she would rather be
Right there by my side
Wherever I might ride
It was: Salome, Jennifer, and Me
We came rolling from the bundu
At a place they called Chirundu
And I’ll tell you now I was a worried boy
Jenny’s money bought the muti that we took to maat Makuti
And it took us down the highway to Karoi
When we got to Marandellas we picked up two scrappy fellas
Who were hitching all the way to Mozambique
But when we got to Rusape they con tricked us at a party
And they stole our money hidden in the seat
In my head there rang a tango as we turned out for Inyanga
Little Jenny drove as I lay on the seat
I still could smell the shumba as we climbed up through the Vumba
Three bigger wrecks you couldn’t hope to meet
I tried to stay much longer in the job at Penhalonga
But the boss suggested that I shouldn’t linger
So I pumped the carburetor, headed off towards Melsetter
Through the big Manica mountains to Trapinga
[Chorus]
Nobody would owe me
In my old car called Salome
But Jennifer said she would rather be
Right there by my side
Wherever I might ride
It was: Salome, Jennifer, and Me
Now I just don’t want to bore you
With our stay in Fort Victoria
In Shabani town we didn’t want to shalla (relax, Scialla)
‘Cause we had an urge to wander
Down the old rough road to Gwanda
And onto Essexvale through Balla Balla
Drinking homemade brew in Gwelo
Must admit that I got mellow
In the morning I was sorry that I drank
Oh Salome got some voema
From Que Que to Gatooma
Jenny took the dregs into her empty tank
We were rather broke in Hartley
So we had to leave quite smartly
In Sinoia got a loan and we were married
After that the hills were steeper
So we sailed her from Kariba
All the way to Binga on a ferry
That road from Mlibizi to debt it wasn’t easy
And in between there weren’t many bars
Oh Salome got quite cranky
As we toured the park at Wankie
And it’s not a place to sleep beneath the stars
[Chorus]
Nobody would owe me
In my old car called Salome
But Jennifer said she would rather be
Right there by my side
Wherever I might ride
It was: Salome, Jennifer, and Me
Here at last in Bulawayo
We decided that we’ll stay-o
And I know there’re places that we’ve never seen
Like Plumtree, Figtree, Tuli, Nuanetsi, and Chiredzi
Mazowe, Lundi and the Copper Queen
It’s a long time since we’ve shown it
And the weeds grow through her bonnet
In the yard Salome rests beneath the trees
Though the vintage dealer’s offers
Are enough to fill our coffers
We don’t ever want to sell our memories
[Chorus]
Nobody would owe me
In my old car called Salome
But Jennifer said she would rather be
Right there by my side
Wherever I might ride
It was: Salome, Jennifer, and Me
Nobody would owe me
In my old car called Salome
But Jennifer said she would rather be
Right there by my side
Wherever I might ride
It was: Salome, Jennifer, and Me
We came rolling from the bundu
At a place they called Chirundu
And I’ll tell you now I was a worried boy
Jenny’s money bought the muti that we took to maat Makuti
And it took us down the highway to Karoi
When we got to Marandellas we picked up two scrappy fellas
Who were hitching all the way to Mozambique
But when we got to Rusape they con tricked us at a party
And they stole our money hidden in the seat
In my head there rang a tango as we turned out for Inyanga
Little Jenny drove as I lay on the seat
I still could smell the shumba as we climbed up through the Vumba
Three bigger wrecks you couldn’t hope to meet
I tried to stay much longer in the job at Penhalonga
But the boss suggested that I shouldn’t linger
So I pumped the carburetor, headed off towards Melsetter
Through the big Manica mountains to Trapinga
[Chorus]
Nobody would owe me
In my old car called Salome
But Jennifer said she would rather be
Right there by my side
Wherever I might ride
It was: Salome, Jennifer, and Me
Now I just don’t want to bore you
With our stay in Fort Victoria
In Shabani town we didn’t want to shalla (relax, Scialla)
‘Cause we had an urge to wander
Down the old rough road to Gwanda
And onto Essexvale through Balla Balla
Drinking homemade brew in Gwelo
Must admit that I got mellow
In the morning I was sorry that I drank
Oh Salome got some voema
From Que Que to Gatooma
Jenny took the dregs into her empty tank
We were rather broke in Hartley
So we had to leave quite smartly
In Sinoia got a loan and we were married
After that the hills were steeper
So we sailed her from Kariba
All the way to Binga on a ferry
That road from Mlibizi to debt it wasn’t easy
And in between there weren’t many bars
Oh Salome got quite cranky
As we toured the park at Wankie
And it’s not a place to sleep beneath the stars
[Chorus]
Nobody would owe me
In my old car called Salome
But Jennifer said she would rather be
Right there by my side
Wherever I might ride
It was: Salome, Jennifer, and Me
Here at last in Bulawayo
We decided that we’ll stay-o
And I know there’re places that we’ve never seen
Like Plumtree, Figtree, Tuli, Nuanetsi, and Chiredzi
Mazowe, Lundi and the Copper Queen
It’s a long time since we’ve shown it
And the weeds grow through her bonnet
In the yard Salome rests beneath the trees
Though the vintage dealer’s offers
Are enough to fill our coffers
We don’t ever want to sell our memories
[Chorus]
Nobody would owe me
In my old car called Salome
But Jennifer said she would rather be
Right there by my side
Wherever I might ride
It was: Salome, Jennifer, and Me
( John Edmond )
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