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Daryl Stevenett

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  1. The Conch Republic

From the recording Beaches and Cream

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The Conch Republic
by Daryl Stevenett
(Verse 1)
There’s a place way down south where the road runs out,
A tiny little place you’ve probably never heard about
Tall Palm trees and a sweet smelling breeze,
Sailboats and a dock, Where time forgot all about
and forgot how to tick the clock.
(Chorus)
Welcome to the Conch Republic, Where all the people live free
Wearing flip flops on their feet Swim trunks and a worn out Tee
There’s lots of perfect weather. Blue sky and sunshine days
You can do somethin’ or lots of nothin’
Or sit and watch the dolphins play
(Verse 2)
There’s a painter named Lou, with a bottle of red,
He swears Picasso, lives inside his head,
And Maria strums on a beat-up old six string
Sings of sailors lost and the treasures they would bring
They don’t even care what day it is,
About the news or what they might’ve missed,
They’re rich in laughter, love, and sand,
living a sweet sweet life, God’s gift to man
(Chorus)
Welcome to the Conch Republic, Where all the people live free
Wearing flip flops on their feet. Swim trunks and a worn out Tee
there’s lots of perfect weather. Blue sky and sunshine days
You can do somethin’ or lots of nothin’
Or sit and watch the dolphins play
(Bridge)
Some say it’s in between Miami and Cuba,
Others say it’s just a state of mind,
But if you ever feel that island pullin’ on ya,
You’ll know you’ve crossed, crossed that finish line.
(Final Chorus)
Welcome to the Conch Republic, where the sunsets never die,
And hearts don’t break — they just bend and sway,
Like the palm trees kissin’ the sky.
So leave your suit and tie and worries behind,
There’s magic in that breeze,
You came for a week, twenty years ago
now tell me how that feels?
(Final chorus 2)
Welcome to the Conch Republic, where all the people live free
Wearing flip flops on their feet. Swim trunks and a worn out Tee
there’s lots of perfect weather. Blue sky and sunshine days
You can do somethin’ or lots of nothin’,
or sit and watch the dolphins play
(Outro)
Welcome to the Conch Republic,
you might never leave
Welcome to the Conch Republic,
just you wait and see
Welcome to the Conch Republic
you'll understand what freedom means
Welcome to the Conch Republic

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