African Spirit [Song]

Uploaded by aaqilian
AFRICAN SPIRIT
By Nasio Fontaine

Spirits! Spirits! Yeah!

Oh, my African Spirits, looking over I
Oh, my African Spirits, You guide and protect I
Oh, my African Spirits, please, my African Spirits
Beg You guide and protect I
Beg You protect I, I and I.

Out of the bones of I and I forefathers, I and I arise,
[I arise] I and I arise, I arise
Out of the chains and fetters that bound I,
Well, I and I arise, [I arise] I and I arise, I arise
You the same that has been before
And You the same that shall be again
That shall be again, again and again.

My African Spirits, looking over I
Mama African Spirits, You guide and protect I
Oh, my African Spirits, please, my African Spirits
Beg You guide and protect I, beg You protect I
Oh, my African Spirits, please, my African Spirits
Beg You guide and protect I
Beg You protect I, protect I and I.

Out of the ashes of my ancestors,
I and I arise, [I arise] I and I arise, I arise
Out of Congo Rey, Jacko and Barra
Well, I and I arise, [I arise] I and I arise, I arise
I beg You protect I, Mighty Thunderable One
You are the core of my existence, oh yes, You are,
You same that has been before
And You, You, You same that shall be again,
Well, shall be again!

Oh, my African Spirits, looking over I
Mama African Spirits, guide and protect I
Oh, my African Spirits, yes, my African Spirits
Beg You guide and protect I, beg You protect I
Oh, my African Spirits, Lord, my African Spirits
Beg You guide and protect I,
Beg You protect I, I and I, Lord!

[African Spirits] Guide me on my going outs
[My African Spirits] Protect me on my coming in
Lord, I pray, yes, I pray
Oh! [African Spirits]
Oh, You Mighty One of ancient times [My African Spirits]
You’re part of me, like I’m a part of You.

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, Nasio Fontaine, for this beautiful prayer, affirmation and veneration. Who feels it knows it. Does not matter who, what or where we have passed through, under or around to get to this point, They never ever let go. Live long, continue to sing Truth and protect the rhythm.

"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

Ijoba Orun (Mu mi de'le) The Kingdom of Heaven (Take me There) [Song]

Uploaded by Lara George
IJOBA ORUN (MU MI DE'LE) Sung in Yoruba
By Lara George

Ijoba orun, l’ere onigbagbo o
[The kingdom of Heaven is the believer’s reward]
Ijoba orun, l’ere onigbagbo o
[The kingdom of Heaven is the believer’s reward]
Ma je’n ku’na baba, mu mi de’le o
[Father, don’t let me miss it, take me there]
Ma je’n ku’na baba se, mu mi de’le o
[Father, don’t let me miss it, take me there]

Owo ti mo ni, Ko le mu mi de’le o
[All the money I have, cannot get me to this home]
Moto ti mo ri ra, Ko le wa mi de’le o
[The car I have cannot drive me to this home]
Ore ti mo ni, ko le sin mi de’le o
[The friends I have cannot escort me to this home]
Gbogbo iwe, ti mo ri ka, Won o le gbe mi re’le o
[All the books I have can’t guide me to this home]

Ma je’n ku’na baba, mu mi de’le o
[Don’t let me miss the way Father, get me home]
Kin ma ku sa’jo bi eefin, mu mi de’le o
[Don’t let me fade like smoke along the way, get me home)

Aye loja, orun ni ile, mu mi de’le o
[The world is a market place, Heaven is where home is]
Aye loja, orun ni ile, mu mi de’le o
[The world is a market place, Heaven is where home is]

Mu mi de’le o…[Take me there]
Mu mi de’le o
Mu mi de’le o
Mu mi de’le o...

Ijoba orun, l’ere onigbagbo o
[The kingdom of Heaven is the believer’s reward]
Ijoba orun, l’ere onigbagbo o
[The kingdom of Heaven is the believer’s reward]
Ma je’n ku’na [Don’t let me miss it.]

Source: The lyrics for this song were copied with thanks from the blog: African Gospel Lyrics. ..............................................................................................................................

 A Note From The Gull
Thank you, Lara George.

"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

Too Much Party [Song]

Uploaded by IsDePanInMe
TOO MUCH PARTY
By Mighty Chalkdust

This thing called PNM, this thing called UNC
Is one set of dotishness to mamaguy you and me
It ent have no colour, it ent have no race
It ent have no principles or any values in place
And it was never meant to be the answer for unity
It shares no philosophy with any consistency
'Cause if you watch the pedigree in each and every party
The difference, you see, turns out to be a case of power and money.

Them French creole in St. Ann's, Maraval and St. Clair
They don't hold no allegiance for no party here
Rich men does be supporting who they think going to win
Loyalty, friends means nothing, money is their thing.

That's why PNM Kuei Tung turncoat to UNC
And Mr. Wendell Mottley's background showed he was with DAC
Hector McClean, the speaker, swore PNM 'til he dead
And when the last election over, he was UNC instead
Augustus Ramrekersingh, I knew him in Tapia
Next thing I know he was a PNM minister
John Humphrey move from Trinity and become a member of three
So is only diehard you and grassroot me is PNM and UNC.

This thing called PNM, this thing called UNC
Is only a power play to get our sympathy
Is not 'bout African, it's neither East Indian
It ent have nothing to do with anybody's religion
Kamaluddin is a Muslim, Mahabir, Christian to the brim
Yet Montano, the mulatto, different race, same party you know
Ronnie Williams and Max Awon are two Chinese politicians
And while both of them love PNM, Brian Kuei Tung had a problem.

Them French creoles in St. Ann's, Maraval and St. Clair
They don't hold no allegiance for no party here
Rich men does be supporting who they think going to win
Loyalty, friends means nothing, money is their thing.

The name Steve Ferguson is really an East Indian
Who with Ishwar Galbaransingh, the parties they financing
Joe Esau and Emile Elias are PNM Lebanese
And yet Sabga of the same caste helps UNC pay their fees
Syrian businessman, John Rahael, PNM make him mayor
And African Wade Mark as well, UNC made him minister
PNM's fundraising dinner had businessmen of all colour
So is only chupidee you and me is PNM and UNC.

I lie? Listen to the gospel.

This thing called PNM, this thing called UNC
With foolishness pitting we on the grounds of ethnicity
It make friends mash up fast, race hatred is en masse
It causing common people to bring out their gun and cutlass
And while poor people arguing 'bout who good and who should win
The leaders jumping like monkey from one party to party
Just look at Arthur Sanderson, Horace Broomes is a next one
And fus they could shift, they deserve a pick
For hop, skip and jump next Olympics.

Them French creole from St. Ann's, Maraval and St. Clair
They don't hold no allegiance for no party here
Rich men does be supporting who they think going to win
Loyalty, friends means nothing, money is their thing.

Hulsi Bhaggan left UNC to open she own party
Kamla Bissessar, NAR previously, she change 'round to UNC
Abu Bakr supported all three and now he for nobody
Errol McLeod turning 'round daily so you can't say which side he be
ANR, my friend, walked out on Eric Williams years ago
And yet, he would tell you how he still love Eric for so
Ralph Maraj and Manning get away and Ralph was UNC next day
And yet dotish you cussing stupid me for PNM and UNC.

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 Chalkdust.

"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

Trinidad ain`t change. [Song]

Uploaded by edward spencer
TRINIDAD AIN'T CHANGE
By The Mighty Chalkdust

A friend of mine who left here in 1962
He came back home last month looking so blue
After twenty nine years away he found Trinidad change, he say
He say he couldn't even make out Maracas Bay
Chalkie, where is Tourist Annie? What happen to Butler party?
What about the POPPG and DLP?
I told the visitor, we just change names down here
But Trinidad is still the same way
Your beach at Maracas with change rooms when you were here last
Robbie put them in Tobago at Store Bay
Butler, the rabble-rouser gave way to Abu Bakr
Both end up in jail in Carrera, partner
Your party, POPPG is now NAR completely
DLP change their name to UNC.

Trinidad ain't change, the country just rearrange
Trinidad ain't change, the country just rearrange
Am I wrong?

I say, Tourist Annie, she does still dress up for so
But now she on stage singing calypso
Then he asked me for Composer, Conqueror, Power and Mighty Bomber
I say the soca boat capsize and they get lash with Rudder
Chalkie, where all them prostitutes gone?
Where badjohn Gold Teeth and Baron?
Where is Crazy Mahal, John ------ and cussbud Britain?
I say, we still have cussbuds here, they in the Coast Guard
Cussing is dey custom in that cuss guard
And them Regiment boys, like they feeding dem on cuss-tard
Mad Mahal and Russia who spoke madness in Woodford Square
Move over to the Red House to talk madness there
Prostitutes like Jean and Dinah, Boboloops and Bengal Tiger
They are now Mrs. Clark and Mrs. Doris Mark in Federation Park
Badjohns like Cutouter, Eddie Boom, Lil Axe and Dana
Hand over to today's school children dey gun and razor.

Trinidad ain't change, the country just rearrange... It may look strange
Trinidad ain't change, the country just rearrange.

He asked me for them old fowl tief from Carenage
Are those nasty, George Street pimps still at large?
I say, them fowl tief now running club
And is calypsonians now they does rob
And them nasty, long time pimps now singing rap and dub
Chalkie, where dem criminals like Boysie Singh?
What happen to Princes Building?
Whey mih duncey friends? Where dem Syrian with ... cloth selling?
Syrians still making money, they does send girls muling for them daily
And they making more records than me and Kitchy
Princes Building of yesteryear, with Ice House, Johnson and Miramar
They squeeze all ah dem them inside the Twin Tower
Your duncey friends are now at UWI, still failing English with big B.Sc.
And some of them can't pass nurses exam in a century
Badjohns like We Cyah Loss, half of them with Bible and cross
The rest of them now join the Police Force.

Trinidad ain't change, the country just rearrange... It may look strange
Trinidad ain't change, the country just rearrange.

He asked me for some sorrel, Stag or ginger beer
The La Basse and Dry River, are they still there?
Then he asked me 'bout CDC and Eric Williams' legacy
What about that lighthouse, that landmark down on South Quay?
I say, your homemade sorrel, lime and ginger
Solo and Cannings sweet drink take them over
And Carib, I swear, is now Heineken and Stag beer.
And the La Basse the same way, is only more corbeaux down dey
And they plant bougainvillea flowers to hide it away
The Dry River still divides we, the rich still live outside of the city
Race, wealth and class still rule our destiny
The lighthouse down by South Quay, all they change is the lightbulb only
And Erica want to keep Williams' legacy to rule we
CDC, your Carnival Committee, they change their name to NCC
But they still have no money, no library, no policy.

You see?

Trinidad ain't change, the country just rearrange... It may look strange
Trinidad ain't change, the country just rearrange.

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 Chalkdust.

"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

Korean Store [Song]

Uploaded by Roger Ramirez
KOREAN STORE
By The Mighty Chalkdust

Elsie write she friend down in Trinidad
Girl, Yvonne, in Harlem I was homesick bad
I miss mih roast bake and mih callaloo
I miss mih black cake and mih roti too
But since I come across to Brooklyn, I'm happy galore
Girl, Yvonne, I ent sad no more since I bounce up the Korean store.

Cassava, big foot tannia, chive, and the long head zaboca
[Yvonne, I ent homesick no more, everything in the Korean store.]
The long time pig foot salt in the jar, guava, peewah and balata
[Yvonne, I ent homesick no more, everything in the Korean store.]
Dasheen bush, yam, Cush Cush, the white pan Grannie used to douche.
[Yvonne, I ent homesick no more, everything in the Korean store.]

Elsie tell she friend down in Trinidad
Dem Koreans in Brooklyn making she feel glad
She say Koreans come like long time Syrian
They does sell anything from the Caribbean
And when them Koreans add up your message, if they short of a dime
For your change they would tell you take a ripe fig or a green lime.

Caraille, Ditay Payee, Chillibibi and Chadon Bene
[Yvonne, I ent homesick no more, everything in the Korean store.]
Tamarind ball, worm grass, Ferrol, Tiger Balm, soft candle and all
[Yvonne, I ent homesick no more, everything in the Korean store.]
Scott's Emulsion for your cough, senna pods to make you go off
[Yvonne, I ent homesick no more, everything in the Korean store.]

Yvonne, all the goods that allyuh missing
Dem Koreans have it all up here in Brooklyn
At every corner there is a Korean store
Like George Street market, you can't ask for more
To wash your dirty clothes you getting blue soap, Tide and Fab
And for your Sunday callaloo two big gundy on the blue crab

Aloes, rachette, bois cano, hog plum, sea moss, molasses and bay rum
[Yvonne, I ent homesick no more, everything in the Korean store.]
Pommecythere and smoke herring, alum to keep you like a virgin
[Yvonne, I ent homesick no more, everything in the Korean store.]
Vervine, pig snout, good salt kine, chataigne to blow out your intestine
[Yvonne, I ent homesick no more, everything in the Korean store.]
If they don't have what you asking for, tomorrow they importing it for sure
[Yvonne, I ent homesick no more, everything in the Korean store.]
And James and Joan buy a cocoyea broom to clean out the cobweb in dey bedroom
[Yvonne, I ent homesick no more, everything in the Korean store.]
Bird pepper, pois doux and coconut, Bajan saltfish and sal tnut
[Yvonne, I ent homesick no more, everything in the Korean store.]
You getting cold Carib and Solo, baigan, curry and topi tambo
[Yvonne, I ent homesick no more, everything in the Korean store.]
Blueboy does come down from Michigan to buy he Golden Ray and he Blue Band
[Yvonne, I ent homesick no more, everything in the Korean store.]
--------, King fish, Carite and shark, dolphin, Cavalli and Grenadian Jack
[Yvonne, I ent homesick no more, everything in the Korean store.]
Tell Smiley in Carenage for me, Sapate fish reach New York city
[Yvonne, I ent homesick no more, everything in the Korean store.]
Sucrier fig by the ton, Gros Michel and hot cross bun.
[Yvonne, I ent homesick no more, everything in the Korean store.]

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 Chalkdust.

"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

The War goes on [Song]

Uploaded by mistermayaro

THE WAR GOES ON
By Singing Sandra

Devastation and destruction from ever since time began
Has been inflicted time and time and again by man against fellow man
Yet man wouldn't learn from history, it makes him more violent
Producing deadly weaponry with nothing but evil intent
So the war could never be over, peace will never be seen
Long as man in his quest for power
Keep destroying fellow human beings, fellow human beings.

I telling you nobody [nobody] woh-oh-oh nobody,
When you really think of it, nobody wins a war
Because the agony of defeat will linger
Nations still hating one another
And superpowers, they looking for more power
As long as violence and aggression still dwell in the hearts of man
Brother, the war will go on, it cannot be won
No-no-no, the war will go on, it cannot be won.

Fallout from war is chaos, plenty agony, plenty pain
Economies left in shambles that may never rise up again
Collapse of the money system, disruption of foreign trade
People turning against their leaders for the blunders that they have made
Environmental pollution, radiation taking its course
And the thousands that die in battle,
Oh, what a waste of human resource, of course.

I telling you nobody [nobody] woh-oh-oh nobody,
When you really think of it, nobody wins a war
The brutal clash of ideologies, carnage and social anarchy
And life reduced to pitiful dimensions
The falling back of progress and growth for entire generation
Sister, the war will go on, it cannot be won
No-no-no-no, the war will go on, it cannot be won.

War is just like a racket, it pays dividends for a few
But what does it profit the masses, I mean laymen like me and you?
While the leaders playing their chess games using the masses as pawns
With political propaganda, the massacre still goes on
The soldiers they never start it but they give their lives easily
While the leaders are in a safe place working out strategies, so you see...

I telling you nobody [nobody] woh-oh-oh nobody,
When you really look art it, nobody wins a war
It has stained the passage of history with the blood of the weak and the mighty
Great, great cultures vanish completely
War can create and destroy political boundaries as it goes on
Sister, it cannot be won, the war will go on
No-no-no-no, the war will go on, it cannot be won.

The object of war is simple, just conquer and take over
It doesn't matter how many people get wipe out in the massacre
The enemy must be vanquished, the battle has to be won
But the conflict will never be over 'cause the agony lingers on
There'll always be more dictators, more Hitlers, more Saddam Husseins
And with these lunatics in power, it will just start all over again, and again.

I telling you nobody [nobody] woh-oh-oh nobody,
When you really think of it, nobody wins a war
We need a spiritual revolution to stop this brutal aggression
Or else peace in the world will always be out of our hands
As long as the quest for wealth and power still live in the hearts of man
Brother, the war will go on, it cannot be won
No-no-no-no, the war will go on, it cannot be won.

[The war will go on, it cannot be won]
Peace in the world. [The war will go on, it cannot be won]
We need a spiritual revolution. [The war will go on, it cannot be won]
Lord, put a hand. Save the children. [The war will go on, it cannot be won]
Man fighting against man.

[The war will go on, it cannot be won
The war will go on, it cannot be won
The war will go on, it cannot be won...]

Spiritual revolution...

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, Singing Sandra.    

"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

I say You Is ah Racist. [Spoken word]

Uploaded by TTRN -Trinidad and Tobago Radio Network Limited
I SAY YOU IS AH RACIST
By Keegan Maharaj

So is why some Africans like to say they were born in Africa but they doh act like Africans? And some Indians like to say they were born in India but they doh act like Indians? And still I see less dashikis and even less saris and more hoodies and sought after skinnies.

And still some people think I should not be on this stage, that I smell like curry and coconut oil dripping down the side of my ears, and I can't wine in time and I must be a racist, and I can't play football, and I should not exist in these spaces, in YOUR places

That I should not know Africa is not a country but the second largest continent filled with glorious countries - 1.3 billion people, 12 percent of the race runs in Africa. But you more African than me so you know that Sudan is the heart, and that half of all diamonds and gold comes from no other place but Africa with oil reserves that could make the whole world black and six percent of the earth's surface already black.... with poverty.

But I am not allowed to say these things 'cause I might lose friends I never really had.

I wonder when the first man was walking in Africa over 7 million years ago, if he was preoccupied with the thought of an Indian man somewhere in the West Indies having a ..... like this for African things? I wonder if the first man was a racist? I wonder if he would be my friend, come home by me, drink dhal, break roti, eat curry and watch Indian movies with my granny? Not just because he is hungry or polite but because he knows we are brothers, just like you know we are brothers.

I wonder if the next girl I date happens, like all the rest, to be African, if her parents will like me, if my parents will like her, if people will still stop and stare at us, if little Indian children will make faces and turn their nose in directions unknown and if my uncles will call me a disgrace just to propel their hate for the African race?

So if Africa is for the Africans and India for the Indians, then my dougla niece in Brooklyn suck salt mixed with hate and venom in this lost generation of lost big people manufacturing lost little people.

And now the crowd will scream! We have sold our souls for nothing, and nothing plus nothing equals nothing.

And still you say you not a, not a, not a, not a, not a racist.

But if your actions cause the same pain as racism, then you must be a racist so doh try to pass for no black nationalist and doh try to pass for no Indian culturalist...yeah.

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

Dhanyavaad, dhanyavaad, bahut dhanyavaad, Keegan Maharaj.

"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

Gone are the Days [Song]

Uploaded by Gentle Benjamin
GONE ARE THE DAYS
By Ras Shorty I and the Love Circle

Lay-la, lay-la, lay-la
Lay-la, lay-la, lay-la
La-la la la la la-la la
Lay-la, lay-la, lay-la

It is dem canefields, dem slum yards, dem highways and dem ghettos
That come between you and me.
And all dem wayward children searching
In darkness without guidance for their ancestry.
I see the rich, I see the poor on the land
In a ball of confusion they living,
The old ent care, the young ent listening.

Gone are dem days when we were together
Gone are dem times when we loved each other
No more smiling face, no more warm embrace
In my home I'm like a stranger.

I lamenting...

Lay-la, lay-la, lay-la
Lay-la, lay-la, lay-la

There are memories of instant graveyards
Though you tend to turn your sleeping eyes further away
From the protesting voice of the people
Leading a justified struggle to find a better way
I see the weak, I see the poor on the land
One man, one history, one culture in conflict with one another.

Gone are dem days when we were together
Gone are dem times when we loved each other
No more smiling face, no more warm embrace
In my home I'm like a stranger.

I lamenting...

Lay-la, lay-la, lay-la
La-la la la la la-la la
Lay-la, lay-la, lay-la...

Brother, sister, friend and neighbour
I see them walking down the same old road with problems on their mind
And though thousands of people walking by, thousands of distant voices cry
And the whole world remain blind
But I am a man and I must go on on the land
I'll pretend that there is no burden though I am all alone and forgotten.

Gone are dem days when we were together
Gone are dem times when we loved each other
No more smiling face, no more warm embrace
In my home I'm like a stranger.

Lay-la, lay-la, lay-la
Ay ya-ya ya yaye....
Lay-la, lay-la, lay-la...

The Original Version

Uploaded by edward spencer
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, Ras Shorty I.  

"Gone are dem days when we were together..."

"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

Say A Little Prayer For The Children [Song]

Uploaded by originalTriniOne
SAY A LITTLE PRAYER FOR THE CHILDREN
Composed by Oliver Chapman
Sung by Anstey Hamilton

What is going to happen in a little while from now
When our time has passed away and the world has turned around?
Children now I see wandering bout the streets
Hunger and poverty. Someone protect their destiny

Who's gonna be the one, who's gonna be around?
I hope their times won't be sad

Say a little prayer for the children
Say a little prayer for the young ones
Say a little prayer that they might grow
To see the world more beautiful
Say a little prayer each night and day
Say it before you pass away
So their hearts would be filled with joy, love and harmony.

They roam the streets at nights
They learn to steal and how to fight
Their tender hearts are filled with war
No love they'll find behind prison's door
They've got to be aware
In their minds there must be no fear
Go ahead, you must be brave
Much more love to them you must give.

Give them love, give them hope.

Who's gonna be the one, who's gonna be around?
I hope their times won't be sad.

Say a little prayer each night and day
Say it before you pass away
So their hearts would be filled with joy, love and harmony.

Say a little prayer, a little prayer for the children...

Father God, we come before you today in the mighty name of Jesus to pray for our children. We ask You, Lord God, to send Your angels to the north, south, the east and the west, that they would marshal for our children, that Your love would be spread around the world, that those who care for our children would have love and compassion in their hearts. Oh yes, Father, we need them to be able to share a smile, a look, a twinkle in their eye, that our children would be confident, Father, that they could feel Your love through those who care for them:- the mothers, the fathers, the sisters, the brothers, the grandparents, Father. We ask You to lift them up, oh God, Halleluia. We ask, our Father, that You send Your angels out to captivate those that are lost, oh God,  those that are in the crack house, we call them back, oh father, those that are in the drug houses, we call them back. We call on those who are affected by alcoholism, oh God, prostitution. Father, we call them back into Your love. We rededicate them to You, oh God.

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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"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

Love Changes Everything. [Steel Pan Instrumental]

Uploaded by IsDePanInMe
LOVE CHANGES EVERYTHING
Composed by Andrew Lloyd Webber
Performed by Samaroo Jets
Arranged by Dr. Jit Samaroo

Love, love changes everything:
Hands and faces, earth and sky,
Love, love changes everything:
How you live and how you die.

Love can make the summer fly,
Or a night seem like a lifetime.

Yes, love, love changes everything:
Now I tremble at your name.
Nothing in the world will ever be the same.

Love, love changes everything:
Days are longer, words mean more.
Love, love changes everything:
Pain is deeper than before.

Love will turn your world around,
And that world will last forever.

Yes, love, love changes everything,
Brings you glory, brings you shame.
Nothing in the world will ever be the same.

Off into the world we go,
Planning futures, shaping years.
Love, bursts in, and suddenly all our wisdom disappears.

Love makes fools of everyone:
All the rules we make are broken.

Yes, love, love changes everything,
Live or perish in its flame.
Love will never, never let you be the same,
Love will never, never let you be the same.

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A Note From The Gull

Thank you, Samaroo Jets. 

"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

We are God's Children. [Song]

Uploaded by Clynton Mann
WE ARE GOD'S CHILDREN
By Wild Fire [Trinidad and Tobago]

Why all the fussing and all the fighting?
Is there no hope for us uniting?
Are we too blind, can't we understand?
Can't we live like good friends?
'Cause we are still all God's children.

We are God's children. [God's children]

This world of ours was once pure and clean
Look what we've done, we've made it cruel and mean
Just look around, can we make amends?
Come on, live like good friends
'Cause we are still all God's children.

We are God's children. [God's children]
Sing the song, sing the song, let the people hear.
Tell the people, tell the world
We are God's children. [God's children]

Get it around, singing the song, let the people hear.

First one's got to be true to oneself
Then he can be true to others too
Why demonstrate? Practice what you don't preach?
And craving vanity?
Please think a little bit of it.

Tell the people, tell the world, we are God's children [God's children]...

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, Wild Fire.  

"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

Let the Flowers Bloom Again. [Song]

Uploaded by nickwalco
LET THE FLOWERS BLOOM AGAIN
By Denyse Plummer

A warm and gentle rain of love upon our land must fall
To match the heart's own sunshine ablaze within us all
A many splendoured people, different cultures all in one
We need each other, sun and rain to let the flowers bloom again.

Our dream is truly big enough to nurture everyone
Our wills must work together, our task is just begun
As we journey ever onward, let joy win over pain
Let's laugh and dream together and let the flowers bloom again.

Sing rainbows in the mountains, sing laughter in the rain
Sing power to be and do
And let us all together unite for evermore
And let the flowers bloom again
And let the flowers bloom again!

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

"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

Miracle [Song]

Uploaded by rizonmusic
MIRACLE
Words music by Shane ‘Rizon’ Gibson

Do you know who you are in the sight of the King?
I wish you knew....yeah
See, once there’s life, there’s hope for me and you.

Check it...
I'm a drunk, I'm a punk, I’m a thief, I am you
And ah feel what you feel, 'cause ah weak
When ah hungry, need to eat; when ah sleepy, need to sleep
And if things was lickle different, woulda be me out in de streets, yeah
I could never condemn and say dat I’m not like dem
'Cause under different circumstances... well
Coulda be me up in de cell, coulda be me going through hell
Listen close, ah have some stories to tell.

See now I'm moving on to where I belong 'cause I know
I am a miracle just like you, yeah-yeah
I am a miracle [just like you]
And though I've done some wrong,
You see I won't stay down 'cause I know
I am a miracle just like you, yeah-yeah
I am a miracle [just like you].

It wasn't crack cocaine dat put me out on de streets
But ah feel it might be crack cocaine dat keep me here
Ah searching for release, but these streets not fair
So when ah beg a little money, pretend you care
I wanna do right, I wanna do right,
But in your brightest day, all I see is night
And when you lose your zeal for life
Saying "No" to drugs is the hardest fight.

Still, I'm moving on to where I belong 'cause I know
I am a miracle just like you, yeah-yeah
I am a miracle [just like you]
And though I’ve done some wrong,
You see I won't stay down 'cause I know
I am a miracle just like you, yeah-yeah
I am a miracle.

Ooooh yeah [I am a miracle just like you]
Ooooh yeah [I am a miracle just like you]...

I was touched once or twice as a child, no lie
My house was his everyday route as a child
And I wonder why Ma never abort me
'Cause when ah speak de truth, mih family never support me
"Hush yuh little lying mouth!" so ah shut it
At the age of 12 ah find ah razor blade so I could cut it
'Cause I reason, if it gone he cyah touch it
But I'm ah big man now so everybody better watch it
My heart, so cold, cyah budge it
My eyes, blood red, fill buckets
And if yuh memories never mek yuh vomit
Then I suggest you be still and stop judging.

See, I'm moving on to where I belong 'cause I know
I am a miracle just like you, yeah-yeah
I am a miracle [just like you]
And though I’ve done some wrong
See, I won't stay down 'cause I know
I am a miracle just like you, yeah-yeah
I am a...

Ooooh yeah [I am a miracle just like you]
Ooooh yeah [I am a miracle just like you]...

I am a miracle [just like you, yeah yeah]
I am a miracle [ just like you, yeah yeah]

I am a miracle [just like you, yeah yeah]

I am a...

Cancer patient [I just like you, yeah-yeah]
HIV patient [I just like you, yeah-yeah]
Homeless person [I just like you, yeah-yeah]
Broke and lonesome [I just like you, yeah-yeah]
Prison inmate [I just like you, yeah-yeah]
Drug addicted [I just like you, yeah-yeah]
AIDS afflicted [I just like you, yeah-yeah]
Just evicted...

Check it...

I am a miracle just like you, yeah-yeah
I am a miracle just like you, yeah-yeah
I am a miracle just like you, yeah-yeah
I am a miracle just like you, yeah-yeah

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, Rizon.    

"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

Legitimacy through Resistance:The Spiritual Baptist Faith in T&T. [Video]

Uploaded by matthew280811 ..............................................................................................................................
"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

Spiritual Baptists Medley of Hymns: Part 1

Uploaded by happyayo

BAPTIST GOSPEL SONGS

Oh, when I die, I’ll live again. Oh glory, Alleluia!
I am sanctified, I’m holy, I’m on my way to glory!
When I die, I’ll live again!

Oh, when I die, I’ll live again. Oh glory, Alleluia!
I am sanctified, I’m holy, I’m on my way to glory!
When I die, I’ll live again!



I am under The Rock and The Rock is higher than I
Jehovah hide me, I am under The Rock
Go and tell my enemies, I am under The Rock
Jehovah hide me, I am under The Rock.

I am under The Rock and The Rock is higher than I
Jehovah hide me, I am under The Rock
Go and tell my enemies, I am under The Rock
Jehovah hide me, I am under The Rock.



Come on believers, light your light
Come on believers, light your light
Come on believers, light your light
Upon Mount Calvary.

Look how mih Saviour bleed and die
Look how mih Saviour bleed and die
Look how mih Saviour bleed and die
Upon Mount Calvary.

Come on believers, light your light
Come on believers, light your light
Come on believers, light your light
Upon Mount Calvary.

Look how mih Saviour bleed and die
Look how mih Saviour bleed and die
Look how mih Saviour bleed and die
Upon Mount Calvary.



Come home, Zion wanderer
Come home, Zion wanderer
Come home, Zion wanderer
Jesus calling you.

I want you to come home, Zion wanderer
Come home, Zion wanderer
Come home, Zion wanderer
Jesus calling you.



It's a great change since I was born.
It's a great change since I was born
It's a great change since I was born
It's a great change since I was born.

The things I used to do, I will do them no more
The things I used to say, I will say them no more
The things I used to do, I will do them no more
It's a great change since I was born.



Everywhere He went, He was doing good
He's a mighty Healer, He cleansed the leper
When the people saw Him, they knelt before Him
Everywhere He went, my Lord, He was doing good.

Everywhere He went, He was doing good
He's a mighty Healer, He cleansed the leper
When the people saw Him, they knelt before Him
Everywhere He went, my Lord, He was doing good.



In a corner, hear a groaning
In a corner, hear a groaning
I say to wait, I'm coming
I want to put on my lily white robe.

In a corner hear a groaning
In a corner, hear a moaning
I say to wait, I'm coming
I want to put on my lily white robe.

Hear a groaning
In a corner, hear a moaning
I say to wait, I'm coming
I want to put on my lily white robe.



There is no city on earth for me to dwell
There is no city on earth for me to dwell
There is no city over yonder
There is no city on earth for me to dwell.

There is no city on earth for me to dwell
There is no city on earth for me to dwell
There is no city over yonder
There is no city on earth for me to dwell.



I see The Lighthouse, Amen!
I see The Lighthouse, Amen!
I see The Lighthouse shining in glory
I see The Lighthouse, Amen!

Jesus is The Lighthouse, Amen!
Jesus is The Lighthouse, Amen!
Jesus is The Lighthouse shining in glory
Jesus is The Lighthouse, Amen!



Somebody's knocking at your door
Somebody's knocking at your door
Children, why don't you answer?  The Lord is calling
Somebody's knocking at your door.

Somebody's knocking at your door
Somebody's knocking at your door
Children, why don't you answer?  The Lord is calling
Somebody's knocking at your door.



I say to wait until I come, wait until I come
Jesus say to wait until I come
I say to wait until I come, wait until I come
Jesus say to wait until I come.
Wait, wait until I come
Jesus say to wait until I come.



Behold Me standing at the door,
And hear Me pleading evermore,
Say, "Weary heart, oppressed with sin,
"May I come in? May I come in?"

Behold Me standing at the door,
And hear Me pleading evermore:
Say, "Weary heart, oppressed with sin,
"May I come in? May I come in?"



When His wounded hands touched mine
When His wounded hands touched mine
My Jesus set me free through all eternity
Oh, when His wounded hands touched mine.

When His wounded hands touched mine
When His wounded hands touched mine
My Jesus set me free through all eternity
Oh, when His wounded hands touched mine.



When I feel, I feel like going home
When I feel, I feel like going home
I am going away to glory
And I feel, I feel like going home.

When I feel, I feel like going home
When I feel, I feel like going home
Like I'm going away to glory
Yes, I feel, I feel like going home.
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 A Note From The Gull

Thank you, Spiritual Baptist faith. Spirit is moving into spirit.

"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

Spiritual Baptists Medley of Hymns: Part 2

Uploaded by happyayo
SPIRITUAL BAPTISTS MEDLEY OF HYMNS: PART 2
Note that there is also a Part I to this medley.

When Jesus calls me, I will answer
I will answer to His name
When Jesus calls me, I will answer
I will answer to His name.

I will be somewhere sleeping, somewhere sleeping
Somewhere sleeping in the day
I will be somewhere sleeping, somewhere sleeping
Somewhere sleeping in the day.

When Jesus calls me, I will answer
I will answer to His name
When Jesus calls me, I will answer
I will answer to His name.

I will be somewhere sleeping, somewhere sleeping
Somewhere sleeping in the day
I will be somewhere sleeping, somewhere sleeping
Somewhere sleeping in the day.



Call Him by His name, call Him by His name
Call Him by His name, call Him by His name
His name is Jesus, Jesus, Jesus.

Call Him by His name, call Him by His name
Call Him by His name, call Him by His name
His name is Jesus, Jesus, Jesus.



Children awake, watch and pray, Christ is coming back again
Children awake, watch and pray, Christ is coming back again
He will meet you by the river, Christ is coming back again
He will meet you by the river, Christ is coming back again.

Children awake, watch and pray, Christ is coming back again
Children awake, watch and pray, Christ is coming back again
He will meet you by the river, Christ is coming back again
He will meet you by the river, Christ is coming back again.



We will meet Jesus by and by
We will meet Jesus by and by
We will meet Him by the way
With a ticket in His hand
We will meet Jesus by and by.

We will meet Jesus by and by
We will meet Jesus by and by
We will meet Him by the way
With a ticket in His hand
We will meet Jesus by and by.



Children, walk that road
It's a lonesome road
Children of Zion, walk the heavenly road.

Children, walk that road
It's a lonesome road
Children of Zion, walk the heavenly road.

Children, walk that road
It's a lonesome road
Children of Zion, walk the heavenly road.



Faith carry me through
Faith carry me through
Faith carry me through over yonder
Faith carry me through.

Faith carry me through
Faith carry me through
Faith carry me through over yonder
Faith carry me through.

Faith carry me through
Faith carry me through
Faith carry me through over yonder
Faith carry me through.



Glory day when the morning come
Glory day, look, the angel rejoicing
Glory day when the morning come
Glory day, look, the angel rejoicing.

Glory day when the morning come
Glory day, look, the angel rejoicing
Glory day when the morning come
Glory day, look, the angel rejoicing.



God isn't dead, He is still alive
God isn't dead, He is still alive
God isn't dead, He is still alive
I can feel Him in my heart
I can feel Him in my soul
I can feel Him all over me.

God isn't dead, He is still alive
God isn't dead, He is still alive
God isn't dead, He is still alive
I can feel Him in my heart
I can feel Him in my soul
I can feel Him all over me.



Holy Spirit, oh, Holy Spirit
Holy Spirit, oh, Holy Spirit
I wanna walk and talk with my Lord, Holy Spirit
I wanna walk and talk with my Lord, Holy Spirit.

Holy Spirit, oh, Holy Spirit
Holy Spirit, oh, Holy Spirit
I wanna walk and talk with my Lord, Holy Spirit
I wanna walk and talk with my Lord, Holy Spirit.



Touch my finger with a golden pen, a golden pen, a golden pen
Touch my finger with a golden pen
And sign my name up there.

Touch my finger with a golden pen, a golden pen, a golden pen
Touch my finger with a golden pen
And sign my name up there.

Sign my name, sign my name up there
Sign my name, sign my name up there
Sign my name, sign my name up there
Sign my name, sign my name up there.



I want to be there, I want to be there, my Lord
When the general roll is called, I want to be there.

I want to be there, I want to be there, my Lord
When the general roll is called, I want to be there.

I want to be there, I want to be there, my Lord
When the general roll is called, I want to be there.

I want to be there, I want to be there, my Lord
When the general roll is called, I want to be there...

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A Note From The Gull

Thank you, Spiritual Baptist faith.

"...be filled with the Spirit,
19 addressing one another in psalms and hymns and spiritual songs,
singing and making melody to the Lord with your heart,
20 giving thanks always and for everything
to God the Father in the name of our Lord Jesus Christ..."
Ephesians 5:18-20

"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

Surrexit Christus! Cantate Domino, Alleluia!

Uploaded by Andreas Johannes Salminen

SURREXIT CHRISTUS | CHRIST IS RISEN

By Jacques Berthier

Recorded by Taizé in the Church of Reconciliation.

Vous les cieux, bénissez le Seigneur. Surrexit Christus, Alleluia!

You heavens, bless the Lord. Christ is risen. Alleluia!

Astres du ciel, bénissez le Seigneur. Cantate Domino, Alleluia!

Stars of heaven, bless the Lord. Sing to God, Alleluia!

Souffles et vents, bénissez le Seigneur. Surrexit Christus, Alleluia!

Breezes and winds, bless the Lord. Christ is risen. Alleluia!

Nuits et jours, bénissez le Seigneur. Cantate Domino, Alleluia!

Nights and days, bless the Lord. Sing to God, Alleluia!

Toutes ces œuvres, bénissez le Seigneur. Surrexit Christus, Alleluia!

All these works, bless the Lord. Christ is risen. Alleluia!

Vous, ses anges, bénissez le Seigneur. Cantate Domino, Alleluia!

You, His angels, bless the Lord. Sing to God, Alleluia!

Montagnes et collines, bénissez le Seigneur. Surrexit Christus, Alleluia!

Mountains and hills, bless the Lord. Christ is risen. Alleluia!

Sources et fontaines, bénissez le Seigneur. Cantate Domino, Alleluia!

Springs and fountains, bless the Lord. Sing to God, Alleluia!

Vous. enfants des hommes, bénissez le Seigneur. Surrexit Christus, Alleluia!

You, sons of men, bless the Lord. Christ is risen. Alleluia!

Vous, ses serviteurs, bénissez le Seigneur. Cantate Domino, Alleluia!

You, His servants, bless the Lord. Sing to God, Alleluia!

Esprits des justes, bénissez le Seigneur. Surrexit Christus, Alleluia!

Spirits of the just, bless the Lord. Christ is risen. Alleluia!

Humbles de cœur, bénissez le Seigneur. Cantate Domino, Alleluia!

Humble of heart, bless the Lord. Sing to God, Alleluia!

Rendez grâce au Seigneur, il est bon. Surrexit Christus, Alleluia!

Give thanks to the Lord, it is good. Christ is risen. Alleluia!

Éternel est son amour. Cantate Domino, Alleluia!

His love is eternal. Sing to God, Alleluia!

Ma force et mon chant, c'est le Seigneur. Surrexit Christus, Alleluia!

My strength and my song is the Lord. Christ is risen. Alleluia!

Il est pour moi le salut. Cantate Domino, Alleluia!

He is my salvation. Sing to God, Alleluia!

Non, je ne mourrai pas, je vivrai. Surrexit Christus, Alleluia!

No, I will not die, I will live. Christ is risen. Alleluia!

J'annoncerai les actions du Seigneur. Cantate Domino, Alleluia!

I will declare the works of the Lord. Sing to God, Alleluia!

Voici le jour que fit le Seigneur. Surrexit Christus, Alleluia!

This is the day that the Lord has made. Christ is risen. Alleluia!

Jour de fête et jour de joie. Cantate Domino, Alleluia!

A day of celebration and a day of joy. Sing to God, Alleluia!

Alléluia, Alléluia! Surrexit Christus, Alleluia!

Alleluia, Alleluia! Christ is risen, Alleluia!

Amen, Amen. Cantate Domino, Alléluia!

Amen, Amen. Sing to God, Alleluia!

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"Terra est communis omnium parens" - Our earth is the common parent of us all. Keep it beautiful, make it even more so.

Blessed is all of creation 

Blessed be all humankind 

Blessed be the day of our awakening 

Blessed is the earth
Blessed are her patient hills.

Mweh ka allay! 

Guanaguanare