Alright, so this is my first transcription. I'm fairly certain that all the chords are From watching Jackson play this on The Colbert Report, he plays in drop D, but I think it sounds fine in standard. I've only listed chords for each part once, listen to the song for the proper changes timing. rev 1 - messed up on some chords, should be F# instead of Fm [verse] G (320003@1) DSometimes (xx0232@1)I get to feeling low G (320003@1) DWish (xx0232@1)I could just pick up and go D (xx0232@1) F# (244322@1) Bm (x24432@1) Bm7Somewhere (x20202@1)new change my point of view E (022100@1) A (x02220@1) DMaybe (xx0232@1)somewhere I don't know G (320003@1) DToss (xx0232@1)the idea to and fro G (320003@1) DNot (xx0232@1)sure what makes it come and go D (xx0232@1) F# (244322@1) Bm (x24432@1) Bm7There (x20202@1)it is again sweet music on the wind E (022100@1) A (x02220@1) DOver (xx0232@1)the Gulf of Mexico [chorus] GI'm (320003@1)going to down to Cuba someday soon DFollowing (xx0232@1)that Caribbean moon A (x02220@1) Asus4 (x02230@1) DIt's (xx0232@1)been too long since I've been there GI'm (320003@1)going down there to see my friends DDown (xx0232@1)where the rhythm never ends A (x02220@1) Asus4 (x02230@1) DWhere (xx0232@1)women wear gardenias in their hair [bridge] F# (244322@1) BmPeople (x24432@1)will tell you it's not easy F# (244322@1) BmYou're (x24432@1)not supposed to go, they say F# (244322@1) BmThey (x24432@1)say that Cuba is the enemy E (022100@1) AI'm (x02220@1)going down there anyway [chorus] I'm going down to Cuba to see my friends Down where the rhythm never ends And no problem is too difficult to solve Yeah times are tough down there it's true But you know they're gonna make it through They make such continuous use of the verb to resolve [bridge] They've got to deal with that embargo Enough to drive any country insane They might not know the things you and I know They do know what to do in a hurricane [verse] Maybe I'll go through Mexico Old Jesse Helms don't have to know Anyway all the allies of the USA Travel to Cuba everyday [chorus] I'm going down to Cuba to see my friends Down where the rhythm never ends Where by comparison my trouble will just unravel I'm North American, you know Don't like to hear where I can't go Free people will insist on the freedom to travel [bridge] I'm gonna drink the running mojito And walk out on the malec0n In one hand a monte cristo And in the other an ice cream cone [chorus] I'm going down to cuba with my band We're going to formulate a plan Whereby we obtain that cultural delusion If I told you once I told you thrice It'll put a smile on your face to see a Chevrolet with a soviet transmission [verse] I bet the country cast a spell And there are things I think of still Like the beauty of that woman that spoke to me In the hotel nacional [verse] I'm gonna book my flight today I'm definitely on my way Just hold my place and I'll get back in the race And I'm back in the USA