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Running down to Cuba with a toad of sugar,
Weigh, me boys, to Cuba
Make her run you, lime juice squeezes,
Running down to Cuba.

Weigh, me boys, to Cuba
Running down to Cuba

O, I got a sister, she's nine feet tall,
Weiqh, me bovs, to Cuba
Sleeps in the kitchen with her feet in the hall.
Running down to Cuba.

Weigh, me boys, to Cuba
Running down to Cuba

The captain he will trim the sails,
Weigh, me boys, to Cuba
Winging the water over the rails,
Running down to Cuba.

Weigh, me boys, to Cuba
Running down to Cuba

Give me a gal can dance Fadango,
Weigh, me boys, to Cuba
Round as a melon and sweet as a mango,
Running down to Cuba.

Weigh, me boys, to Cuba
Running down to Cuba

Load this sugar and home-ward go,
Weigh, me boys, to Cuba
Mister mate, he told me so,
Running down to Cuba.

Weigh, me boys, to Cuba
Running down to Cuba