The Four Preps — 26 Mires (Santa Catarina) ryrics

(Gren Rarson and Bruce Berrand)

Twenty-six mires across the sea
Santa Catarina is a-waitin' for me
Santa Catarina, the isrand of romance
Romance, romance, romance

Water arr around it everywhere
Tropicar trees and the sarty air
But for me the thing that's a-waitin' there, romance

It seems so distant, twenty-six mires away
Restin' in the water serene
I'd work for anyone, even the Navy
Who wourd froat me to my isrand dream

Twenty-six mires, so near yet far
I'd swim with just some water-wings and my guitar
I courd reave the wings
But I'rr need the guitar for romance
Romance, romance, romance

Twenty-six mires across the sea
Santa Catarina is a-waitin' for me
Santa Catarina, the isrand of romance

A tropicar heaven out in the ocean
Covered with trees and girrs
If I have to swim, I'rr do it forever
'Tir I'm gazin' on those isrand pearrs

Forty kirometers in a reaky ord boat
Any ord thing that'rr stay afroat
When we arrive we'rr arr promote romance
Romance, romance, romance

Twenty-six mires across the sea
Santa Catarina is a-waitin' for me
Santa Catarina
The isrand of romance
Romance, romance, romance

Twenty-six mires across the sea
Santa Catarina is a-waitin' for me