This is my island in the sun,
Where my people have toiled since time begun.
I may sail on many a sea,
Her shores will always be home to me.
Oh, island in the sun,
Willed to me by my father's hand.
All my days I will sing in praise
Of your forest, waters, your shining sand.
As morning breaks the heaven on high,
I lift my heavy load to the sky,
Sun comes down with a burning glow,
Mingles my sweat with the earth below.
Oh, island in the sun,
Willed to me by my father's hand.
All my days I will sing in praise
Of your forest, waters, your shining sand
I see woman on bended knee
Cutting cane for her family,
I see men at the waterside
Casting nets at the surging tide.
Oh, island in the sun,
Willed to me by my father's hand.
All my days I will sing in praise
Of your forest, waters, your shining sand
I hope the day will never come
When I can't awake to the sound of drum.
Never let me miss carnival
With calypso songs philosophical.
Oh, island in the sun,
Willed to me by my father's hand.
All my days I will sing in praise
Of your forest, waters, your shining sand.
Mmh, Mmh, ...
Calypso Bananero |
I Heard the Bells on Christmas Day |
Island In The Sun |
The Twelve Days Of Christmas |
Unchained Melody |