Runnin' down to Cuba
A Salty Fore Topman

Track 3

We're bound to Cuba with a load of sugar
Way me boys for Cuba
We'll make 'er run you limejuice bugger
Runnin' down to Cuba

Running down with a press of sail.
Way me boys for Cuba
Slinging the water over the rail.
Runnin' down to Cuba

Oh good lord how the winds do blow
Way me boys for Cuba
And our old man he cracks on soooo
Runnin' down to Cuba

I got a sister nine foot tall
Way me boys for Cuba
Sleeps in the kitchen with her feet in the hall
Runnin' down to Cuba

I got a sister and her name is Jane
Way me boys for Cuba
When you guess where she give me a pain
Runnin' down to Cuba

Give me a gal, can dance fandango,
Way me boys for Cuba
Kiss like a melon and sweet as a mango.
Runnin' down to Cuba

Running down me bucko boys
Way me boys for Cuba
Let's all haul and make some noise.
Runnin' down to Cuba

Loading sugar on the homeward go
Way me boys for Cuba
Oh Mister Macey told me so.
Runnin' down to Cuba