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| Jamaica Farewell | |
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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 And the dancing girls sway to and fro I must declare my heart is there Though I've been from Maine to Mexico | |
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| Title:My Truly, Truly Fair Artist: Guy Mitchell - Contributor:Webmaster | |
| [Written by Bob Merrill] (Oh, hooooo) (Truly, truly fair, truly, truly fair) (How I love my truly fair) (There's songs to sing her, trinkets to bring her) (Flowers for her golden hair) My truly, truly fair Truly, truly fair How I love my truly fair (his truly fair) There's songs to sing her, trinkets to bring her Flowers for her golden hair (Oh, hooooo) Some men plow the open plains, some men sail the brine But I'm in love with a pretty little maid, for work I have no time She's My, truly, truly fair Truly, truly fair How I love my truly fair (his truly fair) There's songs to sing her, trinkets to bring her Flowers for her golden hair (Oh, hooooo) Once I sailed from Boston Bay bound for Singapore But one day out and I missed her so I swam right back to shore Back to my truly fair Truly, truly fair How I love my truly fair There's songs to sing her, trinkets to bring her Flowers for her golden hair (Oh, hooooo) I love she and she loves me, pardon if I boast At times we fight all the live-long night 'Bout who loves who the most My truly, truly fair Truly, truly fair How I love my truly fair (his truly fair) There's songs to sing her, trinkets to bring her Flowers for her golden hair (Oh, hooooo) Soon I'm gonna marry her, love her till I die There ain't no livin' on love alone But still I'm gonna try (Truly, truly fair, truly, truly fair) (How I love my truly fair) There's songs to sing her, trinkets to bring her Flowers for her golden hair (for her golden hair) How I love my truly fair (loves his truly fair) Wow, how I love my truly fair (how he loves his truly fair) | |
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