~ L~ Me & Miguel ? 1996 ~ L~

  ~ £  Me & Miguel   © 1996     ~ £~

Words by Rob Compton And Jim Messina

(with a few additions from Andy Foster)

Music By Rob Compton and Pat Stevenson

Arrangement by Andy Foster

 

It's the old clientele, at the vacant motel down on second street.

People dance upon my doorway, the streetlight shines down on me.

Now Jesus he's my neighbor, he sits and spits poetry.

We just sit and watch the big boats pass us by.

We just sit and watch the big boats pass us by.

 

There's a place on the pier where the sky brings a tear

and the children smile.

At the old castaways with the crooked corn-rows of teeth.

There's a shower and a shave if you want to get saved,

meant to last a while.

We just sit and watch the big boats pass us by.

We just sit and watch the big boats pass us by.

 

But oh no, people come and go

People laugh'in!!  People cry'in!!  People live'in!!  People die'in!

We just sit and watch the big boats pass us by.

We just sit and watch the big boats pass us by.

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I was sitting at a table in an open cafe,

waiting for a drink of Rum.

When I asked the waiter for the time of day he said,

Look Out! There's a centipede coming you're way!

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Down in Lahaina, where the sugar cane grows.

Down in Lahaina, where the living is slow.

Down in Lahaina, where the mango is sweet,

but the centipede they crawl all over your feet.

 

Down in Lahaina, Down in Lahaina, But

 

Oh no, people come and go

People laugh'in!!  People cry'in!!  People live'in!!  People die'in!

We just sit and watch the big boats pass us by.

We just sit and watch the big boats pass us by.

 

There's a star in the sky for each soul that has died,

try ta count them all.

There's a skull in the ground for each poet that's had a dream.

There's a hole in the door and a dime on the floor

at the funeral hall.

We just sit and watch the big boats pass us by.

We just sit and watch the big boats pass us by.

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I was lying in the water in the morning sun

while shaded by a coconut tree.

When I turned around it was all I could see,

there was this great big centipede staring at me.

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Down in Lahaina, where the sugar cane grows.

Down in Lahaina, where the living is slow.

Down in Lahaina, where the mango is sweet,

but the centipede they crawl all over your feet.

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Down in Lahaina, Down in Lahaina

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I had only just a second to decide what to do,

while staring at his poisonous fangs.

When I said I thought it was a beautiful day he said,

Hey Mr. Howly, think your push'in my leg!

 

Down in Lahaina,

Down in Lahaina,

Down in Lahaina,

 

Down in Lahaina But..

 

Oh no, people come and go

People laugh'in!!  People cry'in!!  People live'in!!  People die'in!

We just sit and watch the big boats pass us by.

We just sit and watch the big boats pass us by.

 

Well, My name is Miguel and I live in the grass house, by the sea.

The wave Crash against my doorstep, the sun shining down on me.

Now, the monkey he's my neighbor, he live in the Mango tree.

We just sit and watch the big boats pass us by.

We just sit and watch the big boats pass us by.

 

But oh no, people come and go

People laugh'in!!  People cry'in!!  People live'in!!  People die'in!

We just sit and watch the big boats pass us by.

We just sit and watch the big boats pass us by.

But oh no, people come and go

People laugh'in!!  People cry'in!!  People live'in!   People die'in!

We just sit and watch the big boats pass us by.

Yes, we do!

We just sit and watch the big boats pass us by.

Ha~Ha~ On by

By. By.. By...

 

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