Jamaica Farewell — Harry Belafonte

Down the way where the nights are gay and the sun shines daily on the mountain's top

I took a trip on a sailing ship

and when I reached Jamaica I made a stop.

And 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 burning around

I've had to leave a little girl in the Kingston town.

Down at the market you can hear ladies cry out while on their heads they bear Akkisai sort fish are nice

and the rhum are fine every time a year.

And 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 burning around

I've had to leave a little girl in the Kingston town.

Sounds of laughter every where and the dancing girl swinging two and fro

I must declare my head is there

though I been from maine to Mexico.

And 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 burning around

I've had to leave a little girl in the Kingston town.