Well I am an old guitarist
From up Seattle way
I took a trip to bell' Italia
One fine summer day
Now I've played the mandolin before,
And the recorder, and the conga,
But I've never played the organ
Like they play it in Sperlonga!
The ol' coffee shop
You've just got to stop
And catch every drop
of that brew
They'll give you a present
You may find it pleasant
To see what that present
Can do!Well I stayed there in Sperlonga
About a week or more
And every day I went downtown
To that espresso store
I learned to play that organ
Like I was playing for my life
I played so well I brought me back
A sweet Italian wife!(Repeat chorus)
Thank you. You're a wonderful audience. No really.