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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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Down the way
Where the nights are gay And the sun shines daily on the mountaintop I took a trip on a sailing ship And when I reached Jamaica I made a stop (chorus) But I'm sad to say I'm on my way Won't be back for many a day My heart is down My head is turning around I had to leave a little girl in Kingston town Sounds of laughter everywhere And the dancing girls swing to and fro I must declare my heart is there Though I've been from Maine to Mexico (chorus) But I'm sad to say I'm on my way Won't be back for many a day My heart is down My head is turning around I had to leave a little girl in Kingston town Down at the market you can hear Ladies cry out while on their heads they bear Ackee*, rice, saltfish are nice And the rum is fine any time o' year (chorus) But I'm sad to say I'm on my way Won't be back for many a day My heart is down My head is turning around I had to leave a little girl in Kingston town Down the way Where the nights are gay And the sun shines daily on the mountaintop I took a trip on a sailing ship And when I reached Jamaica I made a stop (chorus) But I'm sad to say I'm on my way Won't be back for many a day My heart is down My head is turning around I had to leave a little girl in Kingston town Sad to say I'm on my way Won't be back for many a day My heart is down My head is turning around I had to leave a little girl in Kingston town. *ackee: national fruit of Jamaica; ackee and saltfish is the national dish |
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Coconut! x4
Coconut woman is calling out, And everyday you can hear her shout, x2 "Get you coconut water (Four for five!) Man, it's good for your daughter (Four for five!) Coco got alot of iron (Four for five!) Make you strong like a lion" (Four for five!) A lady tell me the other day, "Now, I can take a sweet man away" I ask her, "what was the mystery?" She said, "coconut water and a rice curry. You can cook it in a pot, (Four for five!) You can serve it very hot, (Four for five!) Coco got alot of iron (Four for five!) Make you strong like a lion" (Roar!) Coconut woman says, "You'll agree , coconut makes very nice candy. The thing that's best when you're feeling gloom, Is coconut water with a little rum. It could make you very tipsy, (Four for five!) Make you feel like a gypsey. (Four for five!) Coco got alot of iron (Four for five!) Make you strong like a lion." (Roar!) (Four for five!) Aaaah! Play that thing! Coconut woman is calling out And everyday you can hear her shout. x2 "Get your coconut water, (Four for five!) Man, it's good for your daughter, (Four for five!) Get your coconut candy, (Four for five!) Make you feel very dandy" (Four for five!) Cococococococacoco... Coconut! x5 Cocacocacocacoca... Coconut! x2 Bye bye bye bye bye... Cocacocacoco... |
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Yes it's so long since I've been home
Seems like there's no place to roam Well I've sailed around the Horn I've been from San Jose up to Baffin Bay And I've rode out many a storm Angelina, Angelina, please bring down your concertina And play a welcome for me 'cause I'll be coming home from sea Well I've heard the bawdy tunes I've been in honky tonk saloons I took my liquor by the vat Well I stayed on call for a rousing brawl Home was where I hung my hat Angelina, Angelina, please bring down your concertina And play a welcome for me 'cause I'll be coming home from sea Now I've courted many a girl I've been in ports all around the world But my rambling days are done I've been from Curacao up to Tokyo And I've found there's only one And she is Angelina, Angelina, please bring down your concertina And play a welcome for me 'cause I'll be coming home from sea |
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Every time I'm away from Liza
Water come to me eye Every time I'm away from Liza Water come to me eye REFRAIN: Come back Liza, come back girl Wipe the tear from my eye Come back Liza, come back girl Wipe the tear from my eye I remember when love was new Water come to me eye There was one, but now there's two Water come to me eye REFRAIN: Come back Liza, come back girl... When the evening starts to fall Water come to me eye I need to hear my Liza's call Water come to me eye REFRAIN: Come back Liza, come back girl... Standing there in the marketplace Water come to me eye Soon I'll feel her warm embrace Water come to me eye REFRAIN: Come back Liza, come back girl... In the shadow I stand a while Water come to me eye Soon I'll see my Liza's smile Water come to me eye REFRAIN: Come back Liza, come back girl... Every time I'm away from Liza Water come to me eye Every time I'm away from Liza Water come to me eye REFRAIN: Come back Liza, come back girl... |
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Oh, when the saints, go marching in,
Yes when the saints go marching in. Oh Lord I want to be in that ever lovin' number When the saints go marching in. Oh, when the saints, go marching in, Yes when the saints go marching in. Oh Lord I want to be in that number When the saints go marching in. Oh yes, I had a dear old mother, And if you should see her before I do, Won't you tell her that you saw me coming, I was struttin' straight on through Oh, when the saints, go marching in, Yes when the saints go marching in. Oh Lord I want to be in that number When the saints go marching in. |
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Long time ago in Bethlehem, So the Holy Bible say, Mary's boy child, Jesus Christ, Was born on Christmas day, Hark, now hear the angels sing, A newborn King today, And man will live forevermore, Because of Christmas day. Trumpets sound and angels sing, Listen to what they say, That Man will live forevermore, Because of Christmas day. (verse 1) While shepherds watched their flocks by night, They saw a bright new shining star, They heard a choir sing, The music seemed to come from afar, (verse 2) Now, Joseph and his wife, Mary, Come to bethlehem that night, They found no place to bear her child, Not a single room was in sight. (verse 3) By and by, they find a little nook, In a stable all forlorn, And in a manger cold and dark, Mary's litlle Boy was born! (end song with a full repeat of chorus) |
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I say let us put man and a woman together
To find out which one is smarter Some say man but I say no The woman got the man de day should know And not me but the people they say That de man are leading de women astray But I say, that the women of today Smartre than the man in every way That's right de woman is uh smarter That's right de woman is uh smarter That's right de woman is uh smarter, that's right, that's right Ever since the world began Woman was always teaching man And I you listen to my bid attentively I goin' tell you how she smarter than me Samson was the strongest man long ago No one could a beat him, as we all know Until he clash with Deliah on top of the bed She told them all the strength was in the hair of his head You meet a girl at a pretty dance Thinking that you would stand a chance Take her home, thinking she's alone Open de door you find her husband home I was treating a girl independently She was making baby for me When de baby born and I went to see Eyes was blue it was not by me Garden of Eden was very nice Adam never work in Paradise Eve meet snake, Paradise gone She make Adam work from that day on Methuselah spent all his life in tears Lived without a woman for 900 years One day he decided to have some fun The poor man never lived to see 900 and one |
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I peeked in to say goodnight
And I heard my child in prayer "And for me some scarlet ribbons Scarlet ribbons for my hair" All the stores were closed and shuttered All the streets were dark and bare In our town, no scarlet ribbons Scarlet ribbons for her hair Thru the night my heart was aching Just before the dawn was breaking I peeked in and on her bed in gay profusion lying there Lovely ribbons, scarlet ribbons Scarlet ribbons for her hair If I live to be a hundred I will never know from where Came those ribbons, scarlet ribbons Scarlet ribbons for her hair |
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(spoken spanish at beginning)
Hold 'em Joe, hold'em Joe, hold'em Joe But don't let him go Hold 'em Joe, hold'em Joe, hold'em Joe But don't let him go Me donkey want water, hold'em Joe, Spring 'round the corner, hold'em Joe Me donkey want water, hold'em Joe Everybody want water, hold'em Joe Fuma la catchimba, hold'em Joe We on a journey he don't walk straight And that is because he's so underweight Donkey of mine he don't like weight Put him on a cart he never walk straight Me donkey want water, hold'em Joe, Spring 'round the corner, hold'em Joe Me donkey want water, hold'em Joe Everybody want water, hold'em Joe Fuma la catchimba, hold'em Joe My ole donkey went courtin' one day With a donkey named Melda across the way She was twice his age, he put up a fight Now he's cryin' every night Oh lemme go, darling Melda, You breaking my back bone Lemme go, darling Melda, You breaking my back Some people say that my donkey is bad an' that is because he's from Trinidad Donkey of mine he won't work at all All he want to do is break out him stall |
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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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Hey! Matilda, Matilda, Matilda, she take me money and run Venezuela.
Once again now! Matilda, Matilda, Matilda, she take me money and run Venezuela. Five hundred dollars, friends, I lost: Woman even sell me cat and horse! Heya! Matilda, she take me money and run Venezuela. Everybody! (Matilda,) Sing out the chorus, (Matilda,) Sing a little louder, Matilda, she take me money and run Venezuela. Once again now! (Matilda,) Going 'round the corner, (Matilda,) Sing out the chorus, Matilda, she take me money and run Venezuela. Well, the money was to buy me house an' lan' Then she got a serious plan, A-hey, ah! Matilda, she take me money and run Venezuela. Everybody! (Matilda, Matilda, Matilda, she take me money and run Venezuela.) Once again now! (Matilda,) Going 'round the corner, (Matilda, Matilda, she take me money and run Venezuela.) Well, the money was just inside me bed, Stuck up in a pillow beneath me head. Don't you know, Matilda, she found me money and... Everybody... (Matilda, Matilda, Matilda, she take me money and run Venezuela.) Once again now! (Matilda,) Hooma locka chimba, (Matilda,) Bring me little water, Matilda, she take me money and run Venezuela. Women over forty? (Matilda, Matilda, Matilda, she take me money and run Venezuela.) Everybody! (Matilda,) Goin' round the corner, (Matilda,) Bring me little water, Matilda, she take me money and run Venezuela. Well, me friends, never to love again, All me money gone in vain! Uh, heya... Matilda, she take me money and run Venezuela. Everybody! (Matilda, Matilda,) Oom, ba-locka-chimba! (Matilda, she take me money and run Venezuela.) Sing a little softer! (Matilda, Matilda, Matilda, she take me money and run Venezuela.) EVERYBODY! (Matilda, Matilda,) Sing out the chorus! Matilda, she take me money and run Venezuela! |
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