再见了, 牙买加by Harry Belafonte |
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I. 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 |
II. Down at the market you can hear Ladies cry out while on their head they bear Ackie rice and salt fish are nice And the rum is fine any time of year
But I'm sad to say, I'm on my way |
III. Sounds of laughter everywhere And the dancing girls sway to and fro I must declare that my heart is there Though I've been from Maine to Mexico But I'm sad to say, I'm on my way |