| Down the way where the nights are gay and the sun shines daily on the mountain top I took a trip on a saling 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 Kingstontown Sounds of laughter everywhere and the dancing girls swaying to and for I must declare, my heart is there tho' I've been from Maine to Mexico But I'm sad to say... Down at the market you can hear ladies cry out while on their heads they bear Ackey rice, salt fish are nice and the rum is fine any time of year But I'm sad to say... |
