Lyrics:

And first by taxi cab
To London airport
To catch a jet plane
To India
Down by this holy girl
I sat that spell down
A home in the mountains
Of Afghan
Oh, come with me innocent friend
And see how we get by
And as she spoke
Handed me a bible
I knew I could never leave
Friends on the old roads
Yet of that moment
I had a vision
Don’t go to India
And so by taxi cab
Into Kabul
How mysterious the ways are
Of coincidence

For I as I stepped from the cab
Right there before me
I saw my partner
And we stood there shaking
No time to waste my brother
We need decisions
One of our friends
Has been taken
I cried my way through the town
As is accustomed
In Kabul
Money moves mountains
Don’t go to India
So back in that musical room
And friends laugh and crying
Amazing days
Amazing feelings
And then from Afghanistan
Eastward I travelled
Her voice came to me
And mumbled

Don’t go to India
Don’t go to India