Goin’ back down to Okinawa Sorry, baby, but I can’t take you You better stay at home in California There’s nothing over there that you can do
Goin’ back down to Okinawa Ain’t gonna do me like you’ve done before They treat me like a king down in Okinawa And I may never come back no more
It’s just an island floating in the sun Everybody is having so much fun Pretty mamas laying in the sand Sure to know how to treat your man
Okinawian baby, won't you come by me ? Sun going down in the China Sea Making love on the beach all night Okinawa moon is shining so bright
Folks in Okinawa sure have fun They get together when the working day is done Drinking cheap wine. and making romance While some old man's doing the Okina dance
Back in the days of World War II Fought against the Japanese like me and you Everybody’s worried ‘bout World War III Okinawa's just the place where I’m gonna be
Going back to Okinawa Sorry, but I can’t take you Never coming back no more, baby
Compositor: Ryland Peter Cooder (Ry Cooder) ECAD: Obra #3109516 Fonograma #2228817