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 
 
CHORUS: 
                 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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