James Wotal - By the Sea Lyrics

Hey Darling, won't you come with me
Down to, the Caribbean Sea
Fly to the island, and be feeling cool
At the hotel, by the pool
We'll be walking, in the sand
Watching the sea, and holding hands
Feel the sun, and catch the breeze
Down on, the Caribbean Sea

Hey now, let's go for a ride
Red convertible, caught my eye
Around the island, to the other side
Through farms and fields, in the countryside
We'll stop, in the parking lot
On the beach, at the Rasta Bar
Don't have, to walk too far
'Fore you see a man, playing a guitar

Searching for seashells, as the sun sets
Big orange ball, turning red
Sun go down, at the end of the day
Evening starts, and it's time to play
Feel the action, at the Discotheque
Dancers breaking, into a sweat
Blaring noise, and a jumping crowd
Cause the music, is just so loud

Sunday morning, and it's time to leave
Pack your bags, and your memories
Of sandy beaches, and ocean breeze
Time spent, on the Caribbean Sea