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Höfundur lags: Mitchell Torok Flytjandi: Hank Snow og Mitchell Torok Sent inn af: Anonymous
[G]Have you ever been down to Haiti
When the summer sun was sinking [D7]low   

There's nothing but romance just ever where you glance
And the native hearts are all a [G]glow


But when the Cuban Queen comes upon the scene
They all stare like a statue out of [C]stone
And when they realize what's [G]before their eyes
The other [D7]girls are left all a[G]lone


Down in the Caribbean it's not a dream you're seeing
When you get a glimpse of the lady with the [D7]charm

But from miles away you can see her sway
To the beat of the Cuban Conga line that [G]forms


Up in a tree so high, way up in the sky
Sits a wide-eyed monkey on a [D7]limb   

He wonders why the people go to so much trouble
Just to try to be like [G]him  


He doesn't understand that it's a lady's hand
That makes a heart feel so sub[C]lime
But before too long he starts s[G]inging the song
And then he [D7]gets in the Conga [G]line


Columbus searched for spices but he missed the nicest
Part of the Carib[D7]bean   

He didn't see the charms and the open arms
It was the gold that he was [G]seeing


Oh but I'm glad he missed the sweetest thing I've kissed
Cause we're on our hone[C]ymoon
I'm so sorry Chris to talk [G]about you like this
But you [D7]were five-hundred years too [G]soon


But when the Cuban Queen comes upon the scene
They all stare like a statue out of [C]stone
And when they realize what's [G]before their eyes
The other [D7]girls are left all a[G]lone


Down in the Caribbean it's not a dream you're seeing
When you get a glimpse of the lady with the [D7]charm

But from miles away you can see her sway
To the beat of the Cuban Conga line that [G]forms

Have you ever been down to Haiti
When the summer sun was sinking low

There's nothing but romance just ever where you glance
And the native hearts are all a glow

But when the Cuban Queen comes upon the scene
They all stare like a statue out of stone
And when they realize what's before their eyes
The other girls are left all alone

Down in the Caribbean it's not a dream you're seeing
When you get a glimpse of the lady with the charm

But from miles away you can see her sway
To the beat of the Cuban Conga line that forms

Up in a tree so high, way up in the sky
Sits a wide-eyed monkey on a limb

He wonders why the people go to so much trouble
Just to try to be like him

He doesn't understand that it's a lady's hand
That makes a heart feel so sublime
But before too long he starts singing the song
And then he gets in the Conga line

Columbus searched for spices but he missed the nicest
Part of the Caribbean

He didn't see the charms and the open arms
It was the gold that he was seeing

Oh but I'm glad he missed the sweetest thing I've kissed
Cause we're on our honeymoon
I'm so sorry Chris to talk about you like this
But you were five-hundred years too soon

But when the Cuban Queen comes upon the scene
They all stare like a statue out of stone
And when they realize what's before their eyes
The other girls are left all alone

Down in the Caribbean it's not a dream you're seeing
When you get a glimpse of the lady with the charm

But from miles away you can see her sway
To the beat of the Cuban Conga line that forms

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