Jamaica Farewell

Down the way where the nights are [bad word] 
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

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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 swaying to and fro
I must declare that my heart is there
Though I've been from Maine to Mexico

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Down at the market you can hear
Ladies cry out while on their head they bear
Ackie rice and salt fish is nice
And [bad word] is good any time of year

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