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Running Down to Cuba 
Running Down to Cuba 
To Cuba's coast we are bound, me boys, 'Way, me boys, for Cuba! To Cuba's coast, now don't you make a noise, And we're running down to Cuba. 
The captain he will trim the sails Winging the water over the rails. 
Oh my God! How the wind do blow Running south from the ice and the snow. 
Give me a gal who can dance the 'dango Round as a melon and sweet as a mango. 
To Cuba's coast we are bound away To Cuba's coast at the breaking of the day. 
(I've got a gal about nine feet tall etc. etc._) RG