Down in Jamaica where the soft winds blow
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I took a trip it was a long time ago
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From distant shores the music gently played
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And I was hypnotized by a dark skinned girl that danced and whirled
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Quickly I knew I was in love with that calypso girl
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Dance and whirl calypso girl you could never give your heart
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Dance and dine and drink the wine
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But someday you will know what makes the lonely teardrops start
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She danced in Del Camino Inn each night
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And how I longed to kiss and hold her tight
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Her sparkling eyes were burning just for me
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We celebrated and with kisses warm she led me on
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She promised she would wait for me while I was gone
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Dance and whirl calypso girl...
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The night I left she said she loved me so
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And went into another's arms I know
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They raised their glass and drank a toast to love
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And then she danced for him with eyes that tempt and form that whirls
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For no one love could hold the heart of calypso girl
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Dance and whirl calypso ...
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Back to Jamaica I did go one day
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Down to Camino Inn to hear them play
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Outside the door was a woman dressed in rags
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No one would care to see that beggar woman dance and whirl
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It broke my heart to know it was my calypso girl
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Dance and whirl calypso girl...
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Calypso Girl
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Marty Robbins |