Come all to Caroway (the other ones are gone).
We have the finest sands in all of West Trèon.

Tell your friends they’ll love the waves (they sink boats on windy days).
Oh, yes, it’s very warm this time of year (actually very hot).
The best place to pitch your tent is probably... that spot.
Sure! We love Cola! Bring it by the box!
If you want to start a campfire, you can build one with those rocks.

Come all to Caroway (the other ones are gone).
We have the finest sands in all of West Trèon.

A family vacation? Aren’t kids the best? Here’s a bag of candy (put wrappers in the trash).
Don’t step on that glass kiddo—that would hurt!
(Someone must have left it here, buried in the dirt).

Come all to Caroway (the other ones are gone).
We have the finest sands in all of West Trèon.

We just set up a crab shack. Feisty little things!
But they sure taste good with asparagus and cream.
We even have a harbor (can you believe it now?)
When a few months ago we didn’t have hotels!

Come all to Caroway (the other ones are gone).
We have the finest sands in all of West Trèon.

(Gee. The sand’s kind of rough where the palm trees grew.
What happened to that cliff face? Did they bulldoze that too?)
Look at all these tourists, crowding on the pier!
“It’s getting kind of crowded, sir. I think we’re leaving here.”
Oh? It is you say?
(Well, we found this other place. If I can get permission, we can lay a base)—

Come all to Andalin (the other ones are gone).
We have the finest sands in all of West Trèon.