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Part I [Instrumental] Part II [Intro] Whatever you say What was that? What was that? [Spoken Word] I don't know the words I'll sing Okay, whoa, whoa, whoa, wait a minute Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait Hold on I'll sing my—can I sing my own little song in here, and then y'all leave me alone? Yeah, yeah Okay? Alright Okay Go ahead [Verse 2] 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 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 in the markets you can hear Ladies cry out while on their heads they bear Ackee ricе, salt fish is nice And the rum is fine any timе of year 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 Alright! Alright! [Outro] You play piano too?