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Songs from
Dream On Down to the Keys:

 And the Women
 Crystal Lake
 Dream On Down to the Keys
 Eddie's Edgewater
 Have You a Taste
 Mumble Beach
 Out of Sight of Land
 Ride the Tide
 Stocking Island
 Tropical Fling
Blue Island Beer Club

Tropical Fling

Words and Music by Colin Ward

Wheels up— we're heading south,
and we won't be back till spring
Touch down— tell the ice goodbye
We're heading for a tropical fling

Leaving Miami on the Eagle,
Next stop Old San Juan,
Flying on to Virgin Gorda
Where a sailboat is waiting, loaded up with Pusser's rum

Wheels up— we're heading south,
and we won't be back till spring
Touch down— tell the ice goodbye
We're heading for a tropical fling

Slip the lines, raise the main,
Let the genoa fill,
Eight knots to Antigua Race Week
For Heinekens, and a boatload of beautiful girls

Sails up— we're heading south
and we won't be back till spring
Keel down— tell the ice goodbye
We're loving our tropical fling

Now we're here, will we ever go back
Can we find a way to stay gone?
Make a few bucks as a skipper on a boat
Or strum a guitar and sing a few songs

Sails up— we're heading south
and we won't be back till spring
Keel down— tell the ice goodbye
We're loving our tropical fling

Wheels up— we're heading south,
and we won't be back till spring
Touch down— tell the ice goodbye
We're heading for a tropical fling

Sails up— we're heading south
and we won't be back till spring
Keel down— tell the ice goodbye
We're loving our tropical fling


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 © 2012 Bruce Kula and Colin Ward