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Going Down To Cuba
Sometimes I get to feeling low
Wish I could just pick up and go
Somewhere new, I'd change my point of view
Maybe somewhere I don't know
Toss the idea to and fro
Not sure what makes it come and go
There it is again, sweet music on the wind
Over the Gulf of Mexico
I'm going down to Cuba, someday soon
Following that Caribbean moon
It's been too long since I've been there
I'm going down there to see my friends
Down where the rhythm never ends
Where women wear gardenias in their hair
People will tell you it's not easy
You're not supposed to go, they say
They say that Cuba is the enemy
I'm going down there anyway
I'm going down to Cuba to see my friends
Down where the rhythm never ends
No problem is too difficult to solve
Yeah, times are tough down there, it's true
But you know they're going to make it through
They make such continuous use of the verb to resolve
They've got to deal with that embargo
Enough to drive any country insane
They might not know the things you and I know
They do know what to do in a hurricane
Maybe I'll go through Mexico
And old Jesse Helms, don't have to know
Anyway all the allies of the USA
Travel to Cuba everyday
I'm going down to Cuba to see my friends
Down where the rhythm never ends
Where by comparison, my trouble will just unravel
I'm North American, you know
Don't like to hear where I can't go
Free people, will insist on the freedom to travel
I'm going to drink the rum ojito, no, no the mojito
And walk out on the Malecon, the Malecon
In one hand a Monte Cristo
And in the other an ice cream cone
I'm going down to Cuba with my band
We're going to formulate a plan
Whereby we obtain that cultural permission
If I told you once, I told you thrice
It'll put a smile on your face
To see a Chevrolet with a Soviet transmission
Oh, that Mojito, Malecon, yes
I bet the country cast a spell
And there are things I think of still
Like the beauty of that woman that spoke to me
In the Hotel Nacional
I'm gonna book my flight today
I'm definitely on my way
Just hold my place and I'll get back in the race
And I'm back in the USA
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And I'm back in the USA
Just hold my place and I'll get back in the race
I'm definitely on my way
I'm gonna book my flight today
In the Hotel Nacional
Like the beauty of that woman that spoke to me
And there are things I think of still
I bet the country cast a spell
Oh, that Mojito, Malecon, yes
To see a Chevrolet with a Soviet transmission
It'll put a smile on your face
If I told you once, I told you thrice
Whereby we obtain that cultural permission
We're going to formulate a plan
I'm going down to Cuba with my band
And in the other an ice cream cone
In one hand a Monte Cristo
And walk out on the Malecon, the Malecon
I'm going to drink the rum ojito, no, no the mojito
Free people, will insist on the freedom to travel
Don't like to hear where I can't go
I'm North American, you know
Where by comparison, my trouble will just unravel
Down where the rhythm never ends
I'm going down to Cuba to see my friends
Travel to Cuba everyday
Anyway all the allies of the USA
And old Jesse Helms, don't have to know
Maybe I'll go through Mexico
They do know what to do in a hurricane
They might not know the things you and I know
Enough to drive any country insane
They've got to deal with that embargo
They make such continuous use of the verb to resolve
But you know they're going to make it through
Yeah, times are tough down there, it's true
No problem is too difficult to solve
Down where the rhythm never ends
I'm going down to Cuba to see my friends
I'm going down there anyway
They say that Cuba is the enemy
You're not supposed to go, they say
People will tell you it's not easy
Where women wear gardenias in their hair
Down where the rhythm never ends
I'm going down there to see my friends
It's been too long since I've been there
Following that Caribbean moon
I'm going down to Cuba, someday soon
Over the Gulf of Mexico
There it is again, sweet music on the wind
Not sure what makes it come and go
Toss the idea to and fro
Maybe somewhere I don't know
Somewhere new, I'd change my point of view
Wish I could just pick up and go
Sometimes I get to feeling low
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