Islamorada - Henry Gross

On a winter vacation

A little south of Key Largo

Living on rum and coconuts

By the Gulf of Mexico

I met a girl at Pirate’s Cove

She said we’d never part

But when I woke up in the morning

She’d vanished with my heart

All the locals told me

Don’t let it get you down

The pickings here are mighty slim

But she’ll be back around

'Cause down in Islamorada

Where the Tiki torches burn

You never lose your baby

You only lose your turn

Someone said they saw her

Dancing with an old boyfriend

Dude was looking happy

To have her back again

But me I’m going fishing

Out on the deep blue sea

Have something on the table

When she comes back to me

I’ll treat her like a lady

Morning noon and night

And when she says it’s over

I’ll say «honey that’s all right — all right»