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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?