Lyrics Jerry Reed – Caribbean
Text:
Pick it Chester pick it Chester
Well have you ever been down to Haiti when
When that summer sun was sinkin’ low
There’s nothin’ but romance just everywhere you glance
And when that tropic queen comes upon the scene
They all stare like a statue at the stone
And when they realize what’s before their eyes
Then the other girls are left all alone
Sing it children
Down in the Caribbean it’s not a dream you’re seein’
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
Back up I’m gonna pick some Cuban aha
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
Tryin’ hard to just look like him
Well he don’t understand that it’s a lady’s hand
That makes a little heart feel so sublime
But before too long he starts singing the song
And then that monkey gets in the Conga line
Down in the Caribbean it’s not a dream you’re seein’…
Down in the Caribbean it’s not a dream you’re seein’…
