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Jamaica Farewell (1957)
Harry Belafonte
Down the bay 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
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
Down 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
Sounds of laughter everywhere
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