Lyrics

I'm about to be Bahama Bound
Gonna get on a boat and get out of town
You're gonna find me, by a palm tree
Sippin on an ice cold daiquiri

No problems, no worries
I don't care, I'm not in a hurry
Tell the boss to settle down, I won't be found
I'm Bahama Bound!

I'm about to go where the water flows
in between my sand covered toes
Gonna get away, for a holiday
to those island off of the Florida coast

Where we will slow it down
to a pace where real life can be found

Pass the rum, raise your glass and drink it down
I'm Bahama Bound!

And if the palm tree starts to blow
Hurricanes begin to grow
I'll take the wheel and steer our ship towards dry land

We might run into Gilligan, but thats OK I have a plan
I'll start a new life with Ginger and MaryAnn

Pass the rum, raise your glass and drink it down
I'm Bahama Bound!