When I was visiting my Uncle John in Florida back in 1990, he told me that I should write a song called The Cool Wind From Jamaica. I thought it was a great idea. A short time later, I became an entertainer on Carnival Cruise Lines and spent four months in the Bahamas. I fell in love with the turquoise waters of the  Caribbean. I later returned to Washington and let his idea distill for another 3 years. One night I was searching through some chord progressions  when the song began to form. It went through numerous rewrites but finally became one of my favorite songs. The song was written before Andie and I ever went to Jamaica. When we did, we loved it. Thank you to my Uncle John, whose kindness is ever in my heart.

Instrumental

Cool Wind From Jamaica

In the midst of my dreams
I am standing by the seas
And the wind and the waves
Wash the sandy beaches
Where my lover lays

Cool wind from Jamaica
Blows through my dreams
Cool caresses telling tales
Of the turquoise seas
Cool wind from Jamaica
Carries my away
To the island of my dreams
Where my soul remains

Through the mist before my eyes
I look down on emerald islands
For in my dreams I fly
Through the air way on high
I am flowing, freely falling
Across the crimson skies

Cool wind from Jamaica
Blows through my dreams
Cool caresses telling tales
Of the turquoise seas
Cool wind from Jamaica
Carries my away
To the island of my dreams
Where my soul remains

There is a lover's song
In my soul
There's a pirate in my heart
My spirit's free
And can't be tamed
And dreaming after dark
I fly

Beyond space, beyond time
I soar above the beaches
And Islands in my mind
Far below my lover calls to me
She says darlin' take me down
To breath beneath the sea

Cool wind from Jamaica
Blows through my dreams
Cool caresses telling tales
Of the turquoise seas
Cool wind from Jamaica
Carries my away
To the island of my dreams
Where my soul remains

Words and Music by GREG MURÁT ©1994
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