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Cuba Libre
©2006 Dashboard Saints


He caught the Red-Eye to Miami
Couldn’t get any sleep
Had to make it to the island
After one night in the streets

Desperate people do desperate things
He knew his luck wouldn’t last
On his way thru Key Largo
Held up a liquor store for some cash

He knew a boat would be waiting
At the end of US1
To take him to Havana where he
Knew he’d never be found, he’d say

Pour me another Cuba Libre
Light me another cigar
Bring me another pretty little senorita
Won’t have to go too far
Won’t have to go too far

Half way thru the passage
He had to lighten the load
That’s when the coast guard started firing
That’s when he knew he’d never get home

They say you can hear him
Somewhere out on the waves
And when the moon is right
You can hear him say, he’d say

Pour me another Cuba Libre
Light me another cigar
Bring me another pretty little senorita
Won’t have to go too far
Won’t have to go too far


Arrangement: Claude Roatta, Robert Carriazo and Tony Sinatra
Horn Arrangement: Danny Howe, Tony Sinatra & Ed Calle
Drums: Ivan Zervigon
Percussion: Ivan Zervigon
Bass: Danny Montana
Acoustic Guitars: Robert Carriazo
Electric Guitars: Claude Roatta
Lead Vocals: Robert Carriazo
Background Vocals: Claude Roatta, John Sambataro & Robert Carriazo
Trumpets: Jim Hacker
Trombones: Dana Teboe

Little Bits and Pieces
 Cuba Libre
 Back In The Day
 It's Love
 Little Bits & Pieces
 Highwire
 You Will Find
 Intro
 Out Across The Water
 Things Could Be Worse
 For Now
 Dashboard Saints
 Leave It Up To You
 If Love Isn't All We Are After
 Someday
 Rebel
 Princess
 Poor Boy
Never Touch The Ground
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