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I Remember Tampa
I remember Tampa
The way she used to be
The places we would run to
The faces we would see
Yes, I remember Tampa
Those precious memories
A city rising, on the move
A simple, yet progressive groove
I remember Tampa
And she remembers me…
Walkin’ through the park at night
Beneath the moss filled trees
Children runnin’, ridin’ bike
Footloose fancy free
I remember Tampa
Those sweet, soft memories
This city that I call my home
The home from which I’ll never roam
I remember Tampa
And she remembers me…
I remember, I remember
I remember, I remember
I’m a Tampa native
Tampa native can’t you see
I will share my story with you
To preserve its history
I’m a Tampa native
Tampa native through and though
Seen a lot of things go down here
Learned some things I never knew…
Back when we were younger
And everything seemed new
We used to have a lot of fun, yes, we did
No matter what we’d do
Sleepy days, long summer nights
Goin’ anywhere we pleased
With love that I could call my own
A love that I have always known
This city that I call my home
The home from which I’ll never roam
This love affair was meant to be
I love her and she loves me
Yes, I remember Tampa
And she remembers me…
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Maduro Man (Short)
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Ybor City
Through the veins of Ybor City
Run the varied breeds and bloods
That's the way it came together
That's the way it always was
Take a trip down 7th avenue
Watch the miracle unfold
A city rich with hidden treasures
A million stories to be told
Ybor City's in my heart
Got a place inside my soul
And it will be that way forever, and ever
And I will never, never let it go, no
I'll never let it go
I'll never let it go
I'm in love with Cigar City, yes, I am
And with its bold and brilliant past
The buildings, homes, the streets, the people
This is a love, a love that's gonna last
Yeah, Ybor City's in my heart
Got a place inside my soul, oh
Gonna be that way forever, and ever
And I will never let it go
I'll never let it go
I'll never let it go…
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Tampa at Its Best
04:51
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Tampa at Its Best
I am Tampa at its best
Moving up, dressed for success
Amazed at ways that we've progressed, Yes
I am Tampa at its best
Got this city in my blood
This melting pot of hope and love
From North to South, from East to West
I am Tampa at its best
Forever Tampa
You're in my heart
Forever Tampa
We'll never part
The flavors of our ethnic blend
The message that our Natives send
The beaches, parks, the skies so blue
Forever Tampa, I love you
I am Tampa at its best
Uninhibited, unrepressed
Thankful for how we've been blessed
I am Tampa at its best
Forever Tampa
You'll be my home
Forever Tampa
Why would I roam?
Our multi cultured heritage
There's nowhere else I'd rather live
The sun, the surf, the scenic view
Forever Tampa, I love you...
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Family and Friends
04:38
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Family and Friends
This one here goes out to the IBC
And all those Chulos and Chulas
Sippin' on some cafe con leche at La Teresita
Reminiscing...
Keepin the dream alive...
Grew in Tampa, FLA
Things were simpler back in my day
High school dances, baseball parks
Riding bike 'til it got dark
Then we'd go inside and watch TV
Open the windows cause the air was free
Oh, how I love those memories
Of family and friends
Family and friends
Family and friends
That's all that matters in the end
Family and friends...
We'd get together every chance we could
Didn't have much, but what we had was good
Drive in movies, soda shops
Rock n Roll, R&B, BeeBop
That summer wind was heaven sent
Familiar faces everywhere we went
Oh, how I cherish every moment spent
With family and friends
Family and friends
Family and friends
Nothin' matters in the end, but
Family and friends...
Oh, I remember I remember all the good times that we had
Oh, and I can't forget, no, I can't forget, this is where I want to be, this is who I am
My family, your family, our family
My family, your family, our family
West Tampa Boys Club, Sulphur Springs
Cuscaden Park and the Silver Ring
Dale Mabry Lanes, the skating rink
Drinking water from the kitchen sink
We'd stay up late on Friday night
Shock Theater gave us such a fright
As I recall, it all felt just right
With family and friends
Family and friends
Family and friends
That's all that matters in the end
Family and friends.
Family and Friends
Family and Friends
These, the blessings the good Lord sends...
Family and Friends...
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MacFarlane Park
03:36
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Tampa Treasures
04:09
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This Is Tampa
02:03
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West Tampa
03:50
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Picnic Island
03:46
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South Tampa Survivor
03:26
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The Lector
04:19
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Baluja Tampa, Florida
Born and raised in Tampa, FL. Began writing songs in 1979. Independently released 16 CD's: Modern Man, a beautiful dream, Troubled Times, Open Mic, Poetry Sings, The Beauty Of It All, Ripples of Love, Within Love's Walls, Somethin's Gotta Give, The System, I Remember Tampa, Cone of Uncertainty, Nowhere to Land, Bus of Broken Dreams, Tight Connection, and With Love. ... more
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