Bonita Cuba lyrics

by

James Joyce


[Verse 1]
Just ninety miles over the sea
Another life is calling to me
Another world I lost to fire and to ashes
The sky may grow light but the smoke cloud never passes

[Verse 2]
Mi madre died longing for home
But you can't fly when you're tied to a stone
Mi padre died and he lives now with Jesus
Su corazón in a million pieces

[Refrain]
I cry for them and for all my family
The friends of my youth and for all my country
If I could I'd build a boat out of my heart
And sail to my home Bonita Cuba in the dark
I'd go insane but I live in music
I play through the pain and pour songs on my bruises
If I could I'd build a boat out of my heart
And sail to my home Bonita Cuba in the dark

[Refrain]
Now I cry for them and for all my family
Friendships of my youth and for all my country
If I could I'd build a little boat out of my heart
And sail to my home, Bonita Cuba in the dark
I'd go insane but I live in music
I play through the pain and pour songs on my bruises
If I could I'd build a boat out of my heart
And sail to my home, Bonita Cuba
In the dark
[Outro]
In the dark
I'd sail on home
I'd sail in the boat of my heart
Sail in the boat of my heart right on home
In the dark
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