INTRO: A   D  E
 
                  D 
She was born in Dakota 
                               A 
Where she froze to death each winter 
                            E 
But she dreamed about the islands 
                      A 
By the fire burning splinters 
 
 
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                 D 
It was almost Jamaica 
          A 
Almost paradise 
                E 
It was almost Jamaica 
               A 
It was almost real nice 
 
 
So she moved out on the border 
With the sunshine but no sea breeze 
Though she could not drink the water 
Some of the streets were lined with palm trees 
 
 
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SOLO: D  A  E  A 
 
 
Electric fan on the table 
Shower is her waterfall 
She may never have Jamaica 
But in her mind she has it all 
 
 
CHORUS 
 
 
SOLO: D  A  E
 
 
She loved the hurricane warnings 
And the tropical breeze 
She loves coconuts and love songs 
With a little reggae please 
 
 
CHORUS 
 
 
SOLO: D  A  E  A 
 
 
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