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Havana moon, havana moon |
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Me all alone with jug of rum |
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Me stand and wait for boat to come |
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It's long the night, it's quiet the dock |
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The boat she late since 12 o'clock |
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Me watch the tide easin' in |
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Is low the moon, but high the wind |
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Havana moon, havana moon |
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Me all alone, me open the rum |
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It's long the wait for boat to come |
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American girl come back to me |
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We'll sail away across the sea |
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We'll dock in new york, the buildings high |
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We'll find a home up in the sky |
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Havana moon, havana moon |
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Me still alone, me sip on the rum |
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Me wonder where the boat she come |
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To bring me love, ow! sweet little thing |
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She rock and roll, she dance and sing |
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She hold me tight, she touch me lips |
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Me eyes they close, me heart she flip |
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Havana moon, havana moon |
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But still alone, me drinkin' the rum |
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Begin to think the boat no come |
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American girl, she tell a lie |
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She say till then, she mean goodbye |
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Havana moon, havana moon |
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Me lay down alone, was good the rum |
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Me fall asleep, the boat she come |
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The girl she look till come the dawn |
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She weep and cry, 'return for home' |
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The whistle blow, me open me eyes |
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Was bright the sun, was blue the sky |
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Me grab me shoes, me jump and run |
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Me see the boat head for horizon |
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Havana moon, is gone the rum |
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The boat she sail, me love she gone |
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Havana moon, havana moon |