Songs Of Your Land [Song]


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SONGS OF YOUR LAND
By the Mighty Sparrow

This is not a simple song, this is not an old time melody
Yet you'll try to prove me wrong for that is your specialty
You wouldn't play in a band, you wouldn't beat a pan
You wouldn't even sing a song but you criticising all day long
You do not appreciate anything this land create
So you save up all your praise to give Isaac Hayes.

Woman of my heart, it is time you learn
To cherish your own and be more concerned
If you want to make, for your children sake
You've got to get up like everyone else and jump in a band
Singing the songs of your land.

All year long you digging funk, you spending your cash on soul records
You deem our music bunk, James Brown is your lord of lords
You wouldn't learn to jump but you could do the bump
You wouldn't even write a poem
Those who do, you criticising them
Frown your face on Carnival and the steelband festival
Then you rush to go and view Bruce Lee and Wang Yu.

Woman of my heart, it is time you learn
To cherish your own and be more concerned
If you want to make, for your children sake
You've got to get up like everyone else and jump in a band
Singing the songs of your land.

Christmas time the songs you know tells of falling snow and mistletoe
Boughs of holly, sleigh and myrrh, you hypocrite so and so
Is only mauvaise langue you throwing on parang
And then you talk about dignity,
Don't you know parang belong to we?
Certainly your foreign things so silly and out of place
Now checking out your creed and race, you're a damn disgrace!

Woman of my heart, it is time you learn
To cherish your own and be more concerned
If you want to make, for your children sake
You've got to get up like everyone else and jump in a band
Singing the songs of your land.

Everyone should do their share, everyone should play an active part
You act like if you ent care and so it does break my heart
You don't know to limbo, you don't know to bongo
And when it come to calypso, every calypsonian is pappyshow
Then you tell the steelband boys how they making too much noise
But no steelband in the town noisy like James Brown. Yes!

Woman of my heart, it is time you learn
To cherish your own and be more concerned
If you want to make for your children sake
You've got to get up like everyone else and jump in a band
Singing the songs of your land.


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! ..............................................................................................................................


A Note From The Gull

Thank you, Mighty Sparrow. In Derek Walcott's poem, "The Schooner Flight", the protagonist, Shabine, ends a description of himself with the line, "...and either I'm nobody, or I'm a nation." 

Birdie, you are a nation.

"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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