Gay Young Lad From Trinidad [Song]

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DE GAY YOUNG LAD FROM TRINIDAD
By Ruth Wallis

De gay young lad from Trinidad
Oh, what a time I almost had
He was as gay as he could be
But he was much too gay for me.

I always knew they grew palm trees
Bananas they always had
But you can imagine my surprise
I found a pansy in Trinidad.

Oh, yes, he was very authentic
As described  in the geography
Had his accent on the wrong syllable
And his lingo was queer as can be.

De gay young lad from Trinidad
Oh, what a time I almost had
I might have sowed a few wild oats
But he preferred banana boats.

Oh, I took him down by the ocean
It was romantic as it could be
The waves, they were swishing against the shore
Like the waves swished, so did he.

I wanted to teach him to love me
But he seemed to be awfully shy
And the things I was trying to teach him
I found him learning from some other guy.

Two gay young lads from Trinidad
Oh, what a time I never had 
My girlfriends were jealous 'cause they never knew
They had no fellas and they thought I had two.

He was crazy right from the beginning
You never know what is wearing a suit
So if you make dates with nuts, girls
You make just wind up with a fruit.

Oh, we really are quite a threesome
Two guys and me, heavens above!
Now nobody knows I'm the lookout
And those other two are in love.

Two gay young lads from Trinidad
Oh, what a time I never had
And while they're walking hand in hand
Say, I'm still looking for a man
And while they're walking hand in hand
Say, I'm still looking for a man
I'm still looking for a man.

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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Blessed be the day of our awakening
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Mweh ka allay!
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