Lirieke: Santana. Havana Moon. Havana Moon.

Chant...


Me all alone
Jug of rum
Me stand and wait for the boat to come
Is lonely night is quiet the dark
The boat she late it's 12 o' clock
Me watches the tide easin' in
Is low the moon and high the wind


Havana moon
Havana moon


Me all alone
Me open the rum
Is long the wait for the boat to come
American girl come back to me
Sail way across the sea
We dock in new york the buildings high
We find a home up in the sky


Havana moon...
Havana moon...



Me still alone me drinkin' the rum
Begin to think that the boat no come
American girl she tell a lie
She say till then, but she mean goodbye


Havana moon...
Havana moon...


Me lay down alone, no good the rum
Me fall asleep and the boat she come
The girl she look till come the dawn
She weep and she cry
Return for home
The whistle blow me open my eyes
Bright the sun blue the sky
Me grab me shoes, me jump and me run
Me see the boat head for horizon
Havana moon is gone da rum
The boat she sail me love she gone


Havana moon...
Havana moon...