Uploaded by RemBunction
By Sheldon Blackman, Isaac Blackman and REMbunction
Spoken: Dem want me to stay in this cold place with snow. Dey mad or what?
Oh no, I have to be home for Christmas
Oh no, I have to be home for Christmas
Oh no, I have to be home for Christmas
Oh no, I have to be home for Christmas
You know I spend a lot of my time in England
So my friends ask me to spend Christmas in London
But I tell them as soon as you see November coming
I packing my bags, saying goodbye, 'cause is home I going.
Oh no, I have to be home for Christmas
Oh no, I have to be home for Christmas
Oh no, I have to be home for Christmas
Oh no, I have to be home for Christmas
Wild meat roasting on a beachwood fire, sunburn on my nose
And I don't have to wear no winter clothes
'Cause there is nothing like a Trini Christmas
Some does talk about a white Christmas but they dashing through the snow
But a blazing hot sunshine in the kind of Christmas that Remy know
Put Santa Claus and he sleigh on a pause, we going home, well yes, of course
For soca-parang and pastelle we eating and turkey covered in sorrel sauce.
Oh no, I have to be home for Christmas
Oh no, I have to be home for Christmas
Oh no, I have to be home for Christmas
Oh no, I have to be home for Christmas
Sereno sereno, sereno sera
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Happy Birthday to the Saviour
Sereno sereno, sereno sera
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Happy Birthday to the Saviour.
Oh no, I have to be home for Christmas
Oh no, I have to be home for Christmas
Oh no, I have to be home for Christmas
Oh no, I have to be home for Christmas...
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
Thanks to all the performers. This song reminds me of Colly Garcia's "Parang In The Sun."
"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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