Here I am, strolling down Atlantic Avenue With the sunlight in my eyes Here I am, and there's nothing I would rather do When I want some peace of mind I leave the smoke of Rio behind, as the evening starts to fly I want to feel the ocean breeze, where the mountains kiss the sky
So come on, down Atlantic Avenue Let the samba take a hold of you 'Cause I know there is no place like the Avenue When the music gets a hold of you
Dive along to Ipanema there's always time to spare Forget the troubles of the world, when they get to much to bear Won't you please come on Atlantic Avenue
Flying down to Rio Never thought I would be, walking by the ocean here today, no Pretty soon I've got to leave, but I know my heart will stay, ooh Atlantic Avenue Here I am strolling down Atlantic Avenue Here I am, and there's nothing I would rather do When I want some peace of mind So come on, down Atlantic Avenue Let the samba take a hold of you Here I am strolling down Atlantic Avenue Here I am, and there's nothing I would rather do When I want some peace of mind So come on, down Atlantic Avenue Let the samba take a hold of you
Compositores: Alan Edward Gorrie, James Hamish Stuart (Stuart Hamish), Owen Onnie Mcintyre (Macintyre Owen Onnie), Roger Ball ECAD: Obra #5936042