Havana Daydreamin’

by Jimmy Buffett

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Lyrics

Stashed his trash in Ecuador,
Bought a good suit of clothes
Flew on up to Mexico, standin’ by the shore
Waiting for some mystery man, to pay him for his time
Thinkin’ about all the money he made
couldn’t help to ease his mind
Havana daydreamin’ oh he’s just dreamin’ his life away

Daddy chopped that sugar cane
One day he fell dead
Jesus had a wanderin’ feelin’
Swimmin around in his head
Sailin’ on a midnight boat
There were no questions asked
Water’s so green and the air was so clean
That he stuck right to his task, Havana daydreamin’
Oh he’s just schemin’, his life away

Ceiling fan stirs the air
Cigar smoke did swirl
A fragrance on the pillow case
And he thinks about the girl
Spillin’ wine and sharin’ good times
She sure could make him smile
He pays her well but what the hell
He’ll be movin’ in a little while, Havana daydreamin’
Oh he’ll be dreamin’ his life away

Jimmy’s Note:

I read Far Tortuga by Peter Mathissen and fell in love with the description of the men on the turtle boat. I used them to create my own boat and my own destination. Five years after the song was written, I was singing it in the La Bodega Del Medio in Downtown Havana with the KGB, CIA, and Cuban secret police crowded around the bar trying to look normal-which goes to prove you better not dream too hard or long; your dreams just might come true.