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TOGETHER RIGHT HERE
By Denyse Plummer (1989)
My island is the only place I know
Where people friendly and the pace of living slow
Women pretty and the men stand tall
A peaceful place where problems are small
Nowhere else you will see every race living in harmony
African together [ right here], Indian together [right here]
Chinee together [right here], white man together [right here]
My country Trinidad, for me to leave here I must be mad.
No, no, no, no, no wey! I not going nowhere!
I staying right here! I not going nowhere!
My island is the only place to be
All year round is happy activity
The Phagwa, Carnival and Hosay
Independence and Labour Day
Divali is something to see, the faith that lights up a great country
Baptist together [right here], Hindu together [right here]
Muslim together [right here], Christian together [right here]
My country Trinidad, for me to leave here I must be mad.
No, no, no, no, no wey! I not going nowhere!
I staying right here! I not going nowhere!
In this troubled world of hell and confusion
Poverty, hunger and frustration
My people home still partying, debating and complaining
You know how much people out there wish that they could be living here
Mandela wish he was [right here], Ortega wish he was [right here]
Marcos wish he was [right here], Jimmy Swaggart wish he was [right here]
My country Trinidad, for me to leave here I must be mad.
No, no, no, no, no wey! I not going nowhere!
I staying right here! I not going nowhere!
Now take a look at my little Tobago
A peaceful place where milk and honey flow
Ask Miss ------- 'bout flying fish, a good curry crab and dumpling dish
I know you dying to know what else they have in Tobago
We have the goat race [right here], we have the Great Race [right here]
Blue sea and white sand [right here], and plenty nice woman [right here]
My island Tobago, if ever I leave here is there I go.
All who packing to go, let them go
What they think is heaven is hell and they don't know
Earthquake -------- in California, hurricane that mash up Jamaica
The whole of the eastern world waiting to go up America
You'll be bawling for Mammy [right here], running back on a BWee [right here]
Where the steelband is sacred [right here], and only a beer is a Carib [right here]
My country Trinidad, this land to me is the hardest hard.
No war and famine [right here], no bomb ent pelting [right here]
Calypso playing [right here], and I staying [right here]
My country Trinidad, for me to leave here I must be mad.
No, no, no, no, no wey! I not going nowhere.
I staying right here. I not going nowhere. Aha!
Where you going? Nowhere!
Where we staying? Right here
Where you going? Nowhere!
Where we staying Right here!
Yes sir, very good!
Right here, right here, right here, right here......
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N.B. 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, Ms Plummer. I enjoyed the richness of both the sentiments and the ironies. A song about one version of our past is also a song about a vision held by some for the future. Which is the illusion/delusion?
"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
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