1)
Down the way where the nights are gay
And
the sun shines daily on the mountain top
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 my friends in Kingston town
2)
Down at the market you can hear
Ladies
cry out while on their heads they bear
'Akey'
rice, salt fish are nice
And
the rum is fine any time of year
But
I'm sad to say ...
3)
Sounds of laughter everywhere
And
the dancing girls sway to and fro
I
must declare my heart is there
Though
I've been from Maine to Mexico
But
I'm sad to say ...
(Jamaican
Calypso)
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