I left my heart in Jersey.
It's being carried away by the gulls,
Dropped in the icy Atlantic
Falling asleep to its lulls.
It's wandering the boardwalk,
Picking flowers from the fields.
Forever basking in the sunsets,
While for the Devil it yields.
I left my heart in Jersey,
Not sure when I will return.
But so long as it's with Jersey,
My empty chest shall burn.