I actually started writing this when Jimmy Buffett passed away but got sidetracked with some other musical projects that had deadlines and this kinda took a back seat. Anyway, I had a few days to work on this. The writing was done way back, but the recording was just finished up last week.
Jimmy was a huge influence on me in the 70s and 80s around the time he did Son Of A Son Of A Sailor. There was so much good music on that album and the ones around it as well. One could see oneself laying on the deck of a boat making the midnight passage with the sound of good music on the speakers and the warm salt air blowing the sails just by listening to those songs.

This is my way of saying Thanks for the memories Jimmy! Smooth sailing and watch out for the customs man.

The band is:

Bass 2609
Drums Nashville evn 8
Guitar: 852
Acoustic 405
Harmonica 2857
Mandola 1&2 3149 & 3147
Marimba 3523
Steel Drums 3613


Some Caribbean Bay


Lyrics:

Some Caribbean Bay


When the sun goes down on the ocean
you see that southern cross low in the sky
the lights of Saint Croix nearby
Another midnight passage another destination
Just another port of call, on my permanent vacation

Theres places to go, people to meet,
where the rum is strong and the spices sweet
On a full moon tide, with a following sea


One more round of tequila, and I'll be on my way
We always knew the good times would have to end one day
Just one more song for the old days
On my old guitar I love to play
You'll find me hanging out in some Caribbean bay

Solo

All the guitar strummers and bare foot beach bummers
Listening to to that island sound
toes in the sand rum drinks in their hands
Some people don't want to be found.
While others just wanna stay lost
Avoid the customs man at any cost, just keep your fingers crossed

PC
Chorus

raise the anchor get under way
this is where the pirate sails away....But...

One more round of tequila, and I'll be on my way
Who ever said that the good times would have to end this way
Just one more song for the old days
On my old guitar I love to play
You'll find me hanging out in some Caribbean bay
You'll find me hanging out wasting my life away

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