Islamorada Henry Gross

On a winter vacation
A little south of Key Largo
Living on rum and coconuts
By the Gulf of Mexico

I met a girl at Pirate's Cove
She said we'd never part
But when I woke up in the morning
She'd vanished with my heart

All the locals told me
Don't let it get you down
The pickings here are mighty slim
But she'll be back around

'Cause down in Islamorada
Where the Tiki torches burn
You never lose your baby
You only lose your turn

Someone said they saw her
Dancing with an old boyfriend
Dude was looking happy
To have her back again

But me I'm going fishing
Out on the deep blue sea
Have something on the table
When she comes back to me