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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?