Intro:
Not so far from here
There's a lively atmosphere
Every body's going there this year
And there's a reason
The season opened last July
Ever since the USA went dry
Every body's going there
And I'm going too

Chorus:
I'm on my way to Cuba
That's where I'm going
Cuba that's where I'll stay
Cuba where wine is flowing
Where all those dark eyed Stellas
Light their fellas' Panatellas
Cuba where all is happy
Cuba where all is gay
Why don't you plan a wonderful trip
To Havana hop on a ship
And I'll see you in C-U-B-A

Why don't you do your drinkin' like a Cuban
Instead of hidin' in a cellar
Since prohibition tell me how have you been
A very frightened little fella
Why don't you do your drinkin' from a glass
Instead of a tiny silver flask
Drink your scotch, rum or gin
Where the drys can't come in
The finest bars there are
Cigars there are
That only are made in
Cuba where all is happy
Cuba where all is gay
Why don't you plan a wonderful trip
To Havana hop on a ship
And I'll see you in C-U-B-A

I've never been a drinkin' lady
I have never smoked a Panatella
But I'm a she who likes to be
Where all is gay
Why don't you plan a wonderful trip
To Havana hop on a ship
And I'll see you in C-U-B-A

tag:
Why don't you leave your cares and troubles behind
And tell 'em your next address is where they
Stay up late drink till they're blind
Blind but nevertheless they're glad to
See you in C-U-B-A

Why don't you travel with us on train or a bus
To Miami where we can begin to plan a
Wonderful trip on a plane or a ship
That'll take us from Florida to Havana
See you in C-U-B-A

Writer : IRVING BERLIN
Copyright : Lyrics © IRVING BERLIN MUSIC COMPANY