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LAND OF OIL AND MUSIC
By David Rudder and Machel Montano
Time when the waistline and the bass line takes control. This is the land of oil and music, music for the soul. Children are you ready?
I say, wine [take a jump up]
Grind [take a jump up]
Wine [take a jump up]
I say, out of the oil drum came a sound and they call it the steelpan
Made the badjohns dem put down dey guns and exchange them for iron
And when we rub that oil on we body and you hear that steelpan melody calling,
Is J'Ouvert morning!
We so down to earth that they say it's something in the soil
And for all it's worth, some say is oil wey in we coil
But deep down inside this nation, we could hear a song and rhythm calling
Hear the voices bawling!
This is the land of, the land of oil and music
When you hear the rhythm, I tell you, you can't refuse it
Is we make the steel drum, when you hear they start to beat it
Dis thing going bam bam bam-bam-------
It could make you jump, [jump] it could make you wave [wave]
It could send you wild, [wild] make you misbehave [have] - wheel and tumble
It's a rhythm to make you wine and make you feel fine
Wine outta yuh mind, doh wine outta time.
Mister Rudder say,
Where we come from? I tell you is oil and music - plenty music!
Where we come from? I tell you is oil and music - yes, we have it!
Where we come from? I tell you is oil and music
Open the gate, Legba! I tell you, we have it.
There's a rhythm on the street, the beat making bacchanal
And one set ah rukshun [one set ah rukshun dey making]
Woman start to tumble down in the Carnival, dey feeling the doption, ooh-yay,
Dey sweet on the street, dey knees getting weak [weak] some talking in tongues
Dey remind me of Laventille when the --------- moving, baby,
The hill coming down, the hill coming down.
'Cause this is the land of, the land of oil and music
Sweet soca and kaiso, ah tell you, you can't refuse it,
Plenty tassa rhythm, when you hear dey start to roll it
De thing going, rang-tang tang-ah-tang--------
It could make you jump [jump] it could make you wave [wave]
It could send you wild [wild] make you misbehave [have]
It's a rhythm to make you wine and make you feel fine
Wine outta yuh mind, doh wine outta time.
Mr. Rudder say,
Legba, open the gate now! Papa Legba, open the gate! [oil and music]
Legba, open the gate now! Legba, open the gate! [oil and music]
Throw out your sorrow, children
Throw out your sorrow, children [oil and music]
Throw out your sorrow, --------- [We have it]
Listen wha ah telling you, THIS is the Trinidad
Not the one that does make we blue, but the one we love too bad.
This is the land of, the land of oil and music
When you hear the rhythm, I tell you, you can't refuse it
Is we make the steel drum, when you hear they start to beat it
I telling you,----------------
It could make you jump, [jump] it could make you wave [wave]
Wild outta yuh mind, [wild] make you misbehave [have]
It's a rhythm to make, you wine and make you feel fine
Wine outta yuh mind, [wheel and tumble], doh wine outta time. [wheel and tumble]
It go make you jump - wheel and tumble [jump!]
It go make you wave - wheel and tumble [wave!]
It go send you wild - wheel and tumble [wild!]
Make you misbehave - wheel and tumble [have!]
Legba, open the gate! Legba, open the gate!
Legba. open the gate! Legba, open the gate!
Never refuse it [oil and music]
Never refuse it [oil and music]...
Source: The lyrics posted on this blog are often transcribed directly from performances. Although it is my intention to faithfully transcribe I do not get all the words and I have a knack for hearing the wrong thing. Please feel free to correct me or to fill in the words that I miss by dropping me a message via e-mail. I'd be forever grateful. Thanks in advance!
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A Note From The Gull
Thank you, David Rudder and Machel Montano
"Patria est communis omnium parens" - Our native land is the common parent of us all. Keep it beautiful, make it even more so.
Blessed is all of creation
Blessed be my beautiful people
Blessed be the day of our awakening
Blessed is my country
Blessed are her patient hills.
Mweh ka allay!
Guanaguanare
