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ID: 12981

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TypeSinging Call
Vic's Rating4 (good)
Media45 rpm vinyl
Jeanne Moody     recordings by Jeanne Moody
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Cue Sheet


Four little ladies chain
Go cross that ring
Join hands and circle to the left
Ladies center, men sashay
Circle left around that way
Ladies center, men sashay and then
Allemande left the corner girl
And weave that ring
When you meet do a dosado, promenade
Promeande her home, where you'll swing and sway
To the beat of the Cuban conga far away

FIGURE    Basic, corner progression

Heads square thru four hands with you
With the sides do a dosado
Swing thru and then, boys run right
Bend the line and flutter wheel tonight
Well now you square thru 3/4 around
Swing the corner girl and then, promenade
Promenade her home and swing and sway
On the Carribean shore far away


Lyrics are provided for informational and educational purposes only. Lyrics are
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Caribbean Lyrics ID: 1490

Have you ever been down to Haiti, when
The summer sun was sinkin' low
There's nothin' but romance, just everywhere you glance
And the native hearts are all a-glow
But when the Cuban Queen comes upon the scene
They all stare like a statue out of stone
And when they realize what's before their eyes
The other girls are left all alone.

Down in the Caribbean, it's not a dream you're seein'
When you get a glimpse of the lady with the charm
But from miles away you can see her sway
To the beat of the Cuban Conga line that forms.

Up in a tree so high, way up in the sky
Sits a wide-eyed monkey on a limb
He wonders why the people go to so much trouble
Just to try to be like him
He doesn't understand, that it's a lady's hand
That makes a heart feel so sublime
But before too long, he starts singing the song
And then he gets in the Conga line.

Columbus searched for spices, but he missed the nicest
Part of the Caribbean
He didn't see the charms and the open arms
It was the gold that he was seein'
Oh, but I'm glad he missed, the sweetest thing I've kissed
'Cause we're on our honeymoon
I'm so sorry Chris, to talk about you like this
But you were five-hundred years too soon.

Lyrics by Mitchell Torok.
Recorded by Hank Snow.



ID: 12981
    last modified: 2011-08-23 at 00:00:00
22-July-2019 03:19:19
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