West Side Story (Original Broadway Cast): Act I: America

Lyrics

Puerto Rico, you lovely island
 Island of tropical breezes
 Always the pineapples growing
 Always the coffee blossom blowing
 Puerto Rico, you ugly island
 Island of tropic diseases
 Always the hurricanes blowing
 Always the population growing
 And the money owing
 And the babies crying
 And the bullets flying
 I like the island Manhattan
 Smoke on your pipe and put that in
 I like to be in America
 Okay by me in America
 Everything free in America
 For a small fee in America
 I like the city of San Juan
 I know a boat you can get on
 Hundreds of flowers in full bloom
 Hundreds of people in each room
 Automobile in America
 Chromium steel in America
 Wirespoke wheel in America
 Very big deal in America
 I'll drive a Buick through San Juan
 If there's a road you can drive on
 I'll give my cousins a free ride
 How you get all of them inside?
 Immigrants goes to America
 Many hellos in America
 Nobody knows in America
 Puerto Rico's in America
 I'll bring a TV to San Juan
 If there's a current to turn on
 I'll give them new washing machine
 What have they got there to keep clean?
 I like the shores of America
 Comfort is yours in America
 Knobs on the doors in America
 Wall-to-wall floors in America
 When I will go back to San Juan
 When you will shut up and get gone?
 Everyone there will give big cheer
 Everyone there will have moved here
 

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Song Details

Duration
04:34
Key
5
Tempo
81 BPM

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