Back in the U.S.S.R.
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G C
Flew in from Miami Beach BOAC
B C
Didn't get to bed last night.
G C
On the way the paper bag was on my knee.
B C
Man I had a dreadful flight
G
I'm back in the U.S.S.R.
B C7
You don't know how lucky you are boy
G
Back in the U.S.S.R.
Been away so long I hardly knew the place
Gee it's good to be back home
Leave it till tomorrow to unpack my case
Honey disconnect the phone
I'm back in the U.S.S.R.
You don't know how lucky you are boy
Dm7 G
Back in the U.S. Back in the U.S. Back in the U.S.S.R.
G C7
Well the Ukraine girls really knock me out
G
They leave the West behind
C G Gm6 A7
And Moscow girls make me sing and shout.
D7 C7 G A6b9 D7
That Georgia's always on my mind.
I'm back in the U.S.S.R.
You don't know how lucky you are boys
Back in the U.S.S.R.
Well the Ukraine girls really knock me out
we leave the West behind
And Moscow girls make me sing and shout
That Georgia's always on my mind.
Show me round your snow-peaked mountains way down south
Take me to your daddy's farm
Let me hear your balalaikas ringing out
Come and keep your comrade warm.
I'm back in the U.S.S.R.
You don't know how lucky you are boys
Back in the U.S.S.R.
Lyrics:
Flew in from Miami Beach BOAC
Didn't get to bed last night.
On the way the paper bag was on my knee.
Man I had a dreadful flight
I'm back in the U.S.S.R.
You don't know how lucky you are boy
Back in the U.S.S.R.
Been away so long I hardly knew the place
Gee it's good to be back home
Leave it till tomorrow to unpack my case
Honey disconnect the phone
I'm back in the U.S.S.R.
You don't know how lucky you are boy
Back in the U.S. Back in the U.S. Back in the U.S.S.R.
Well the Ukraine girls really knock me out
They leave the West behind
And Moscow girls make me sing and shout.
That Georgia's always on my mind.
I'm back in the U.S.S.R.
You don't know how lucky you are boys
Back in the U.S.S.R.
Well the Ukraine girls really knock me out
we leave the West behind
And Moscow girls make me sing and shout
That Georgia's always on my mind.
Show me round your snow-peaked mountains way down south
Take me to your daddy's farm
Let me hear your balalaikas ringing out
Come and keep your comrade warm.
I'm back in the U.S.S.R.
You don't know how lucky you are boys
Back in the U.S.S.R.