Down the way where the nights are gay
And the sun shines gaily 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 my little girl in Kingston town
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 my little girl in Kingston town *
Down at the market you can hear
Ladies cry out while on their heads they bear
Akee, rice, salt fish are nice
And the rum is fine any time of year
repeat *
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
repeat *
Down the way where the nights are gay
And the sun shines gaily on the mountain top
I took a trip on a sailing ship
And when I reached Jamaica I made a stop
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