Mexico

Living On The Beach

With Friends

There's a place I sometimes go

way down in southern Mexico

where Zapotecs from magic lands

vend hammocks on the burning sands

black birds in Palmetto trees there

sing a song to welcome me

and it's good to be back home again there

living on the beach with friends

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rise to meet the break of dawn

bow before the morning sun

children from the break of day there

live and laugh the day in play

ruffelled feathered waterloon

red dog barking at the moon

and it's good to be back home again

living on the beach with friends

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Stroll the sea of smiling faces

fresh ripe mango just 3 pesos

fish the sea for huachinango

then do a midnight starlight tango

deep blue sea beyond my door

brings thunder crashing through the floor

neith coco palm and mango tree

I ponder Aztec mysteries...

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and it's ...hey ho dederio

I'm off to southern Mexico

where castles made of coffee cans

stretch out across the burning land

coco palms and mango trees

sway there in the tropic breeze

and it's good to be back home again there

living on the beach,with friends

So good to be back home again there

living on the beach with friends