Caribbean soul

new day morning red sky warning
eighty two backing up behind me
cold wind blowing soon be snowing
wintertime is here for all to see

chorus
caribbean soul
need some sand in my shoes
warm wind on my face
take away these workday blues

telephones ringing boss mans moaning
everybody wants a piece of me
paperwork’s mounting secretary’s pouting
this is one place i don’t want to be


good times coming can’t stop running
gotta go on out and ease the pain
mailman’s gone bye nothing to try
need something quick to keep me sane

© john morrison

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