No Place like the West Indies [Song]

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NO PLACE LIKE THE WEST INDIES
By Lord Invader

Yes, is very simple, I can answer your question
Why so many West Indians coming to Britain
It very simple, I can answer your question
Why so many West Indians going to Britain.

We have some Europeans in the Western Hemisphere
Went for one year and have great-grandchildren over there
But since they congest all our island
That's why we moving to Great Britain

So, in as much as they could take over everywhere
Ent nothing wrong with us going over there
They can do what they like and say what they please
But there's no place like the West Indies.

Now, how we welcome foreigners, no use to ask
To them we never use no sarcastic remarks
To receive them with open arms, our mind is always bent
They share our homes and our employment.

In the sugar plantation and refineries
Foreigners controlling the West Indies
But when a West Indian go to Great Britain
He go to study or the better his position.

So, in as much as they could take over everywhere
Ent nothing wrong with us going over there
They could do what they like, say what they please
But there's no place like the West Indies.

Now tax your memory and remember
Rum, sugar and banana from Jamaica
Some of the product of Trinidad, if you don't know -
Textile, petrol and calypso
St. Vincent, St. Lucia and Grenada
Has their own product to supply the world over
The best of rum and sweet potatoes
Come from the island of Barbados.

In as much as they could take over everywhere
Ent nothing wrong with us going over there
They can do what they like, say what they please
But there's no place like the West Indies.

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, Lord Invader.    

"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