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ISLAMORADA


Artist: Daniel Marion
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(Verse 1 – Easy acoustic riff, ocean waves fading in)
Rollin' into Islamorada on that ribbon of blacktop sea,
Where the bridges bow to the horizon, settin' my spirit free.
Purple hues in the water, like a painter's wildest stroke,
Tarpon ghosts in the shallows, tellin' tales the mermaids spoke.
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Genre(s): Easy Listening, General Easy Listening
Mood(s): Dreamy, Easy, Happy, Joyous, Mellow
Style(s): Beach Party, Desire, History Channel, Summer
Language(s): English
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Extended License:$200.00

ISLAMORADA

By Daniel Marion
(Verse 1 – Easy acoustic riff, ocean waves fading in)
Rollin' into Islamorada on that ribbon of blacktop sea,
Where the bridges bow to the horizon, settin' my spirit free.
Purple hues in the water, like a painter's wildest stroke,
Tarpon ghosts in the shallows, tellin' tales the mermaids spoke.
Grab a rod from the holder, hear the line sing through the air,
Chasin' shadows in the current, without a single care. (Chorus – Steel pans shimmer, build to a foot-stompin' groove)
Oh, Islamorada, you're the whisper in the wind,
Where the salt spray kisses skin and the good times never end.
Sailfish acrobats leap high, paint the sky with silver arcs,
Key lime sunsets melt the blues, light the fire in our hearts.
Fins up to the full moon rise, let the island fever flow,
In your turquoise embrace, where the wild free spirits go! (Verse 2 – Harmonica drifts like sea foam, ukulele chimes along)
Dive the reefs at Alligator, where the parrotfish parade,
Neon fans in the blue abyss, a world the tourists never made.
Tiki bar confessions 'round the glow of lantern light,
Skippers swap their legends over rum that's aged just right.
Barefoot stroll on shell-strewn sand, with the herons for your guide,
Gulf Stream lullaby rockin' you right through the endless tide. (Chorus)
Oh, Islamorada, you're the whisper in the wind,
Where the salt spray kisses skin and the good times never end.
Sailfish acrobats leap high, paint the sky with silver arcs,
Key lime sunsets melt the blues, light the fire in our hearts.
Fins up to the full moon rise, let the island fever flow,
In your turquoise embrace, where the wild free spirits go! (Bridge – Slow down to a hush, conch shell echoes deep)
No deadlines down in the deep end, just the pulse of wave and shore,
Mangrove secrets guard the bay, beggin' you to ask for more.
Shed the mainland armor, trade it for a hibiscus crown,
Let the Keys rewrite your story, never comin' back around. (Outro – Fade with a lazy strum and gull cries)
Oh, Islamorada... (whisper in the wind)
Turquoise embrace... (fins up, let it flow)
Wild free spirits... home where the heart knows.
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