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Day o Day o
Daylight come and we want go home Day is a day is a day is a day is a day is a day o Daylight come and we want go Work all night on a drink of rum Daylight come and we want go home Stack banana til the morning come Daylight come and we want go home Come Mister Tally Man tally me banana Daylight come and we want go home Come Mister Tally Man tally me banana Daylight come and we want go home 6 foot 7 foot 8 foot bunch Daylight come and we want go home 6 foot 7 foot 8 foot bunch Daylight come and we want go home Day is a day o Day is a day is a day is a day Daylight come and we want go home A beautiful bunch of ripe banana Daylight come and we want go home Hide the deadly black tarantula Daylight come and we want go home It's 6 foot 7 foot 8 foot bunch Daylight come and we want go home 6 foot 7 foot 8 foot bunch Daylight come and we want go home Day is a day o Daylight come and we want go home Day is a day is a day is a day Daylight come and we want go home Come Mister Tally Man Tally me banana Daylight come and we want go home Come Mister Tally Man tally me banana Daylight come and we want go home Day o Day o Daylight come and we want go home Day is a day is a day is a day is a day is a day o Daylight come and we want go home |
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coconut~ coconut~
coconut~ coconut~ coconut women is calling out and every day you can hear her shout coconut women is calling out and every day you can hear her shout get you coconut water cocopunch and it's good for your daughter cocopunch cococatlc like an iron cocopunch makes you strong like a lion cocopunch |
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This is my island in the sun
Where my people have toiled since time begun I may sail on many a sea Her shores will always be home to me Oh, island in the sun Willed to me by my father's hand All my days I will sing in praise Of your forest, waters, Your shining sand As morning breaks The heaven on high I lift my heavy load to the sky Sun comes down with a burning glow Mingles my sweat with the earth below Oh, island in the sun Willed to me by my father's hand All my days I will sing in praise Of your forest, waters, Your shining sand I see woman on bended knee Cutting cane for her family I see man at the waterside Casting nets at the surging tide Oh, island in the sun Willed to me by my father's hand All my days I will sing in praise Of your forest, waters, Your shining sand I hope the day will never come That I can't awake to the sound of drum Never let me miss carnival With calypso songs philosophical Oh, island in the sun Willed to me by my father's hand All my days I will sing in praise Of your forest, waters, Your shining sand |
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Well you woke up in the morning
hear the big bell ring, you go marching to the table see the same damn thing Well its on a one table knife and fork and a pan And if you say a thing about it youre in trouble with the man Let the Midnight Special shine her light on me Let the Midnight Special shine her ever lovin light on me Let the Midnight Special shine her ever lovin light on me Let the Midnight Special shine her ever lovin light on me If you ever go to Houston youd better walk right and you better not stagger and you better not fight Cause the sheriff will arrest you and hell carry you down and you can bet your bottom dollar youre Sugarl and bound so Let the Midnight Special shine her light on me Let the Minding Special shine her ever lovin light on me <interlude> Yonder come miss Rosie how in the world did you know? By the way she wears her apron and the clothes she wore Umbrella on her shoulder piece of paper in her hand She come to see the govnor she wants to free her man so Let the Midnight Special shine a light on me Let the Midnight Special shine a light on me Let the Midnight Special shine a light on me Let the Midnight Special shine a everlovin light on me Let the Midnight Special shine a light on me Let the Midnight Special shine a light on me |
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When I was a little bitty baby
My mama would rock me in the cradle In them old cotton fields back home It was down in Louisiana Just about a mile from Texarkana In them old cotton fields back home Oh when them cotton bolls get rotten You can't pick very much cotton In them old cotton fields back home It was down in Louisiana Just about a mile from Texarkana In them old cotton fields back home When I was a little bitty baby My mama would rock me in the cradle In them old cotton fields back home It was down in Louisiana Just about a mile from Texarkana In them old cotton fields back home Oh when them cotton bolls get rotten You can't pick very much cotton In them old cotton fields back home It was down in Louisiana Just about a mile from Texarkana In them old cotton fields back home When I was a little bitty baby My mama would rock me in the cradle In them old cotton fields back home It was down in Louisiana Just about a mile from Texarkana In them old cotton fields back home In them old cotton fields back home |
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Four strong winds that blow lonely
Seven seas that run high All those things that don't change come what may But our good times are all gone And I'm bound for moving on I look for you if I'm ever back this way Think Ill go out to Alberta Weathers good there in the fall Got some friends I can go to working for Still I wish you change your mind If I asked you one more time But we've been through that a hundred times or more If I get there before the snow flies And if things are going good You could meet me if I send you down the fare But by then it would be winter ain't too much for you to do And those winds sure can blow cold way out there |