My Garden By The Sea
Oh, would you like to come with me, Down to my garden by the sea, Far, far away in Caribbee? Where the sun beats down from a lazy sky And hammerhead clouds go sailing by; Where the tor...tois...es...plod..oh...so...slow, And the humming birds flash to and fro By the lily ponds and the waterfalls, Where geckos bask on sun-baked walls Under the giant shak-shak tree — Here in my garden, by the sea. Where the fireflies wink like fairy lights Beneath tall palms on velvet nights, And the scent of the frangipani flowers As tree-frogs whistle in the wee-wee hours, And the hiss of the surf in a starlit glow While sailboats rock in the bay below, Rocking, rocking, silently — Beneath my garden, by the sea. Let’s run away, just you and me, Down to my garden by the sea, Far, far away in Caribbee!
Mandalay, Mustique January 6, 2001