Running Down to Cuba - Fisherman's Friends

Running down to Cuba with a load of sugar

Weigh, me boys, to Cuba!

Make her run you, lime juice squeezes

Running down to Cuba

Weigh, me boys, to Cuba!

Running down to Cuba

O, I got a sister, she’s nine feet tall

Weigh, me boys, to Cuba!

Sleeps in the kitchen with her feet in the hall

Running down to Cuba

Weigh, me boys, to Cuba!

(Hey!)

Running down to Cuba

The captain he will trim the sails

Weigh, me boys, to Cuba!

Winging the water over the rails

Running down to Cuba

Weigh, me boys, to Cuba!

Running down to Cuba

Give me a girl can dance Fandango

Weigh, me boys, to Cuba!

Round as a melon and sweet as a mango (Hey!)

Running down to Cuba

Weigh, me boys, to Cuba!

Running down to Cuba

Load this sugar and homeward go

Weigh, me boys, to Cuba!

Mister mate, he told me so

Running down to Cuba (Hey!)

Weigh, me boys, to Cuba!

Running down to Cuba