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(B. Olofson/M. McIntyre) Oh, 'til I go down to Bimini, never get a lickin' 'til I go down to Bimini. We were all sailors 'til the day our boat pulled in to Bimini Bay. We tapped a keg. We loaded on. Woke up to find the boat was gone! [Chorus:] Send my bail down to Bimini. This town is wearisome. Got thrown in jail just for drinkin' Barbego rum, Barbego rum. Oh, 'til I go down to Bimini, never get a lickin 'til I go down to Bimini., I recollect the other night, seems like there was a friendly fight. It was a woman brought me grief. Her mother was the police chief! [Chorus] I told them I would mend my ways. They let me out in thirty days. One little sip to quench my thirst, I should have read the label first! [Chorus] Oh, 'til I go down to Bimini, never get a lickin' 'til I go down to Bimini. They say that Bimini can't afford to keep providing room and board. I'm anchored here by ball and chain, squeezin' the rum from sugar cane. [Chorus] Oh, 'til I go down to Bimini, never get a lickin' 'til I go down to Bimini. [Repeat and fade] From Letras Mania