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 * 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 * 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... * 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
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Blackbird in Palmetto tree, sings a song to welcome me | |||||||||||||||||||
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This is my friend Jade'She know all about the stars and winning hearts | |||||||||||||||||||
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Stopping in to see Hermann for my dinner and Philosophy lesson.. He is ma' main man in Puerto | |||||||||||||||||||
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Annie works in the restaurant of the hotel Santa Fe | |||||||||||||||||||
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