When I was 19 There were places that I wanted to see When I was 20 Cornell University And Kefalonia Didn't mean anything to me I read the classics But I didn't read thoroughly When I go to Ithaca When I come back from America You'll be with me You found freedom In a chamber of the library You take the roots up With the old etymology In Kefalonia And the blue Ionian sea The way I know ya Is like an old old olive tree When I go to Ithaca When I come back from America You'll be with me When I go to Ithaca When I come back from America You'll be with me, yeah When I go to Ithaca When I come back to South Africa You'll be with me
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