Jamaica Farewell

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 Jamaico I made a stop -- but I'm
Down in the market you can hear - Ladies
cry out as on their heads they bear
Akai rice salt fish are nice and the
rum is fine any time of the year but I'm
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 Mex-i-co but I'm
sad to say I'm on my way
won't be back for many a day - my
head is down my heart is turning around I had to
leave a little girl in Kingston town