Letras:Buck Owens. Amsterdam.

Amsterdam old Amsterdam how I love you Amsterdam
When I get there I'm gonna kiss the ground let you stand on Amsterdam

I left my home and I left my friends said I'll be back but I don't know when
Set my sail to the restless wind so long old Amsterdam
I picked plums up in Yakimo and I picked pearles down in Arkansas
Even learned how to say you all but I still miss Amsterdam
Amsterdam old Amsterdam...
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I did my thing in Tokyo tried my luck in Kokomo
Searched for bill in Buffalo but I still miss Amsterdam

I picked peaches in a Georgia town and I picked cotton down in Birmingham
At the day I'll get out of Alabam I'm goin' back to Amsterdam
Amsterdam old Amsterdam...
Amsterdam old Amsterdam...