Have you ever been down to Haiti
When the summer sun is sinkin' low?
There's nothing but romance, just everywhere you glance
And the native hearts are all aglow
But when the Cuban queen comes upon the scene
They all stare like a statue out of stone
When they realize what's before their eyes
The other girls are left all alone
Down in the Caribbean, there's not a dream you're seein'
When you get a glimpse of the lady with the charms
And from miles away, you can see her sway
To the beat of the Cuban conga line that forms
Up in a tree so high, way up in the sky
Sits a wide-eyed monkey on a limb
He wonders why the people go to so much trouble
Just to try and be like him
He doesn't understand that it's a lady's hand
That makes a heart feel so sublime
And before too long he starts to sing their song
And then he gets in the conga line
Down in the Caribbean, there's not a dream you're seein'
When you get a glimpse of the lady with the charms
And from miles away, you can see her sway
To the beat of the Cuban conga line that forms
Up in a tree so high, way up in the sky
Sits a wide-eyed monkey on a limb
He wonders why the people go to so much trouble
Just to try and be like him
He doesn't understand that it's a lady's hand
That makes a heart feel so sublime
And before too long he starts to sing their song
And then he gets in the conga line
