Intro: (repeat) IA ORA TE NA-TURA E MEA A-ROFA TEIE AO NEI IA ORA TE NA-TURA E MEA A-ROFA TEIE AO NEI I know I don't get there often enough But God knows I surely try It's a magic kind of medicine That no doctor could prescribe I used to rule my world from a pay phone And ships out on the sea But now times are rough And I got too much stuff Can't explain the likes of me But there's this one particular harbor So far but yet so near Where I see the days as they fade away And finally disappear But now I think about the good times Down in the Caribbean sunshine In my younger days I was so bad Laughin' about all the fun we had I've seen enough to feel the world spin Mixin' different oceans meetin' cousins Listen to the drummers and the night sounds Listen to the singers make the world go round (SOLO {repeats Chorus chords})