Jamaica Farewell
- Down the way where the nights are gay,
- And the sun shines brightly 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 a little girl in Kingston town.
- Sounds of laughter everywhere,
- And the dancers swinging to and fro,
- I must declare that my heart is there,
- Though I've been from Maine to Mexico.
Down at the market you can hear,
- Ladies cry out while on their heads they bear,
- Ackie rice, salt fish are nice,
- And the rum is fine any time of the year.