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, Stephen Langton, John Michael Talbot and St. Augustine.
"WE ARE AN EASTER PEOPLE AND ALLELUIA IS OUR SONG!"
--St Augustine -354-430 AD
"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.
THE GOLD OF AFRICA
By The Growling Tiger [1935]
Accompanied by Gerald Clark and his Caribbean Serenaders
The gold, the gold,
The gold, the gold
The gold in Africa,
Mussolini want from the Emperor.
Abyssinia appealed to the League for peace
Mussolini actions were like a beast
A villain, a thief, a highway robber
And a shameless dog for a dictator.
He crossed the border and added more
The Emperor had no intentions for war
That man, I call a criminal
The man destroyed churches and hospitals.
He said expansion he really need
He have 45 million heads to feed
Why he don't attack the Japanese,
England, France or hang on on Germany?
The man want to kill King Haile Selassie
To enslave his territory
They began to cry for food and water
In that burning deserts of Africa.
We have diamond, ruby and pearl
Platinum, silver and even gold
I don't know why the man making so much strife
I now believe he want Haile Selassie wife.
If he want gold as a dictator
Try in Demerara
Venezuela or Canada
Austro-Hungary or else in America.
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, Growling Tiger.
"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.
POPPY DAY
By Lord Executor
This rendition by Ryland Burhans
The lyrics provided below were transcribed from Lord Executor's original.
I don't know how you take it but I know
On Flanders Field the poppies grow
I don't know how you take it but I know
On Flanders Field the poppies grow
Oh, what a wonderful sight to see
The poppies are growing abundantly
Upon the graves of the braves who fought for victory
And conquered Germany.
Never yet in human memory
Both from sacred and political history
Has such a mournful devastation
Fallen upon the realms of civilisation
So let us go to the poppies and the field
See the army of men that refused to yield
It was German brutality
But it is Britain victory in this colony.
There is an angel standing upright
And you know, she faces the light
There is a soldier kneeling beside
His fallen comrade who must have died
But the most that sink in of all
Is the mother whose tears of sorrow must fall
It is memory of Britannia, it is a name there forever
In this colony.
Whenever the 11th of November draw near
In every church and chapel, we sing the prayer
Silence! One minute! Hush!
Make no noise! No impetuous rush
When the organ roll and the singing starts
The solemn benediction is to touch your hearts
With a flower to the honour and the name
Of eternal Britannia forevermore.
In honour of Britain's famous battle cry
This poppy shall never fade nor die
Wear it in sanctification in your home
On your bike, on your car, wherever you roam
I, myself, shall wear it upon my breast
In memory of those men that have done their best
So let it ever be in everlasting memory
Throughout this colony.
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 Executor, and also to Ryland Burhans for keeping the music alive.
"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.
Yeah, world changers!
I know what His love is, yay!
Whole day the Father blessing me [blessing me]
Whole day the Father blessing me [blessing me]
Whole day the Father, woy! [blessing me]
Whole day the Father blessing me [blessing me]
Whole day the Father giving me life, ey-ey! [blessing me]
Whole day the Father take away mih strife, oh-oh! [blessing me]
Whole day the Father make it right, ey! [blessing me]
Ey, yeah-hey, loving me always [blessing me]
So wey yuh say? Put yuh hand in the air.
Are you feeling right? 'Cause it coming your way.
Said He blessing yuh right up, ------------- straight up
Keep blessing yuh, oy-oy, keep blessing yuh, oy-oy.
Ey, Hello, Good night, Good morning, Good Day
Whatever time you listening to this song, wey-ey!
A real good vibes I bringing, wey-ey!
Full of life and meaning
The life you living is a blessing, a blessing
The air you breathing is a blessing, blessing
The food you cooking is a blessing, blessing
All the beauty that you seeing,
Boy, you know that is a blessing?
Whole day the Father blessing me [blessing me]
Whole day the Father blessing me [blessing me]
Whole day the Father, woy! [blessing me]
Whole day the Father blessing me [blessing me]
Whole day the Father giving me life, ey-ey! [blessing me]
Whole day the Father take away mih strife, oh-oh! [blessing me]
Whole day the Father make it right, ey! [blessing me]
Yeah-hey, loving me always [blessing me]
So wey yuh say? Put yuh hand in the air
Are you feeling right? 'Cause it coming your way
Said He blessing yuh right up, ------------- straight up
Keep blessing yuh, oy-oy, keep blessing yuh, oy-oy!
Eye, I not thinking 'bout no bad mind, ey-ey!
Say dis here now is my time, yey yey!
I receiving my mih blessing, woy-woy!
Now check mih feet, I dancing, dancing
This ground that I walking on, is blessing, blessing
That land that I living, boy, is blessing, blessing
Nobody can diss me, [diss me] boy, they cyah resist me [sis me]
'Cause the Father pouring down He blessing all over me.
Whole day the Father blessing me [blessing me]
Whole day the Father blessing me [blessing me]
Whole day the Father, woy! [blessing me]
Whole day the Father blessing me [blessing me]
Whole day the Father giving me life, ey-ey! [blessing me]
Whole day the Father take away mih strife, oh-oh! [blessing me]
Whole day the Father make it right, ey! [blessing me]
Ey-hey, loving me always [blessing me]
So wey yuh say? Put yuh hand in the air
Are you feeling right? 'Cause it coming your way
Said He blessing yuh right up, ------------- straight up
Keep blessing yuh, oy-oy, keep blessing yuh, oy-oy!
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, Isaac Blackman, for sharing your blessings.
"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.
Woy! Pour a blessing over me, yey-yey-yey!
Keep it flowing, flowing, flowing
Just keep it flowing, flowing, flowing
Blessing after blessing and nothing cyah hold it back
What is for me, oh yes, it will be
Me nah go make dem steal my joy, steal my joy, steal my joy
A blessing for you and a blessing for me
Blessing after blessing and nothing cyah hold it back
What is for me, oh yes, it will be
Me nah go make dem steal my joy, steal my joy, steal my joy
A blessing for you and a blessing for me.
'Cause Him promise to provide [blessing it]
Everything my heart desires [blessing it]
As long as my delight is in the Lord
So I'll bless His holy name
'Cause His promises remain forever and ever
Doh make nobody trick you
Blessings flowing over here like a fountain
Doh make nobody trick you, no!
Hands up to the sky eye-eye-eye-eye as the Father pours
Blessing after blessing and nothing cyah hold it back
What is for me, oh yes, it will be
Me nah go make dem steal my joy, steal my joy, steal my joy
A blessing for you and a blessing for me
Blessing after blessing and nothing cyah hold it back
What is for me, oh yes, it will be
Me nah go make dem steal my joy, steal my joy, steal my joy
A blessing for you and a blessing for me.
Everywhere I look is blessing, favour all over me
All because I put my Jesus in front of everything
Drink it up, drink it up
Come the river of living water, drink it up, drink it up
Nah go thirst again, [no]
This will never stop flow from my Father
And my vessel will be full to the sky
It is like an overflow in here, [overflow in here] oh-oh-oh
It's blessing in abundance!
Blessing after blessing and nothing cyah hold it back
What is for me, oh yes, it will be
Me nah go make dem steal my joy, steal my joy, steal my joy
A blessing for you and a blessing for me
Blessing after blessing and nothing cyah hold it back
What is for me, oh yes, it will be
Me nah go make dem steal my joy, steal my joy, steal my joy
A blessing for you and a blessing for me
Blessing after blessing [blessing after blessing]
Blessing after blessing
Blessing after blessing
Blessing after blessing
Blessing after blessing
Only the anointed [blessing after blessing]
Flowing from my head down to my feet [blessing after blessing]
Feel the Spirit move [blessing after blessing]
It's the blessing of the Lord
Blessing after blessing and nothing cyah hold it back
What is for me, oh yes, it will be
Me nah go make dem steal my joy, steal my joy, steal my joy
A blessing for you and a blessing for me
Blessing after blessing and nothing cyah hold it back
What is for me, oh yes, it will be
Me nah go make dem steal my joy, steal my joy, steal my joy
A blessing for you and a blessing for me
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, Positive.
"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.
There's is a new self-awareness in many young people
They saying, "I am in control of who I am."
Dope is a deceiver, a sweet eye from the Devil
That takes you for a ride then drops you bram!
But my body is a temple, my body is a shrine
I can't let passers-by pollute my stream
No, no, no, me ent able with no substance to blow my mind
Drugs can't interrupt my life, my dream.
Because I take full responsibility for all that goes down inside of me
And dope is death in disguise so now I've opened my eyes
With my health, my greatest wealth, no compromise.
And it's so cool to be drug free, so cool to be healthy
I say, Bom bo-bo dom, watch me! Bom bo-bo dom, ire.
Confident, self-assured, rebellious if need be
But I'm free so the future belongs to me, oh!
Illegal drugs and its pushers have a single motto
That is to hang you like a puppet from their line
And so they push you and they push you and they step on your ego
Just to separate your body from your mind
Legal drugs like tobacco are standing at the gate
Inviting you, "Ey, there must be something more. You young, you hip and you macho, it's time to graduate."
But you've got to win this tug of war.
You just say:
"I take full responsibility for all that goes down inside of me. And I'm not walking the line 'cause my life must not lose its shine And no artificial boosters to blow my mind."
And it's so cool to be drug free, so cool to be healthy
I say, Bom bo-bo dom, watch me! Bom bo-bo dom, ire.
Confident, self-assured, rebellious if need be
But I'm free and so the future belongs to me.
Drugs is the poison but the label misplaced A certified killer with a smile 'pon it face Feed yuh good feeling and kill your confidence Take away your dollars and take away your cents.
More and more young people are saying, "No way, sah! We will not be used as pushers' pawns! No damn drug baron going to build no empire On my senses which I need to carry on."
Economics will tell you once there is no demand
The glut will surely kill the vicious trade
Let them know they can't sell you, leave it on their hands
The quality of life they can't degrade.
You say:
"I take full responsibility for all that goes down inside of me."
And society bears the strain, economy feels the drain
Today's youths don't want no mush, you want your brain.
And it's so cool to be drug free, so cool to be healthy
I say, Bom bo-bo dom, watch me! Bom bo-bo dom, ire.
Confident, self-assured, rebellious if need be
And I'm free and so the future belongs to me, oh-oh!
You can't hesitate, you must get a taste Putting the thing through the holes in your face Youth nowadays, them ah draw the line Self preservation, each and every time.
This is your turning period if you're on a substance
Because you possess the will to say, "No more!"
Thousands of trained people will grab you at the first chance
To make your life as useful as before
Parents pop tranquilizers, prescriptions they abuse
All these double standards have to go
Positive influences, you have to produce
There must be no dark cloud in this rainbow.
Children say:
"I take full responsibility for all that goes down inside of me."
Dope is death, dope is strife, it cuts you up like a knife
Children push and fight, there must be a better life.
So cool to be drug free, so cool to be healthy
I say, Bom bo-bo dom, watch me! Bom bo-bo dom, ire.
Confident, self-assured, rebellious if need be
But I'm free and so the future belongs to me
It's so cool to be drug free, so cool to be healthy
Bom bo-bo dom, watch me! Bom bo-bo dom, ire.
Confident, self-assured, rebellious if need be...
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, David Rudder.
"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.
OUR MESSAGE Performed by The Love Movement Youth
Composed by Bernadette Scott
Free sex will mash up, mash up your body-dy,
It's a sign of promiscuity
Young boy, young girl we speaking to you-you,
To your own self, please be true.
Hand in hand we'll form an army-my,
Waging war against immorality.
You're telling us to have safe sex, we must condomize
But we are not foolish, we know that is a pack of lies.
We may be young, but we know in our mind and heart
That type of advice is only tearing our lives apart.
The only words we want to hear from you,
Are words of encouragement that are really true.
Just tell us:
The only safe sex is marital sex,
Tell us any thing else, we'll get vex, vex, vex
Teach us to have some dignity, say we must practice chastity.
The only safe sex is marital sex,
Tell us any thing else, we'll get vex, vex, vex,
Tell us we have the ability to live a life of dignity.
Ey boy, me calling, everybody inna dis here country, We waging war against immorality, We coming together inna this here island Because dignity and chastity go hand in hand, come now!
Treat us with respect, tell us have self control,
Don't insult us by believing we want to follow in your mold.
For our bodies and minds, show respect and concern,
We want the correct advice, from your example we will learn.
The only words we want to hear from you,
Are words of encouragement that are really true.
Just tell us:
The only safe sex is marital sex,
Tell us any thing else we'll get vex, vex, vex
Teach us to have some dignity, say we must practice chastity.
The only safe sex is marital sex,
Tell us any thing else, we'll get vex, vex, vex,
Tell us we have the ability, to live a life of dignity.
Ey, come me say, come follow me man, come follow me woman That type of life leads to destruction, boy! Show respect, show us some concern Because from your example, we will learn.
You keep on telling us, don't let drugs mess with your head,
[Don't let it mess with your head boy!]
Don't drink and drive or you will end up dead.
But you encourage us to abuse our bodies,
Is it because you 'fraid pregnancy?
Are you scared we will get AIDS and pass on the HIV disease?
Oh God, we ask you to put a hand,
Change the minds of the leaders in our land
For the youth today we pray, help us in every way.
The only safe sex is marital sex,
Tell us any thing else, we'll get vex, vex, vex
Teach us to have some dignity, say we must practice chastity.
The only safe sex is marital sex,
Tell us any thing else, we'll get vex, vex, vex,
Tell us we have the ability to live a life of dignity.
Come me say, God me love, me no love Satan,
[Free sex will mash up, mash up your body-dy]
[It's a sign of promiscuity] All de people, allyuh put up allyuh hand
[Young boy, young girl, we speaking to you-you] God me love, me no love Satan,
[To your own self, please be true] All gifted people, allyuh put up allyuh hand
[Hand in hand we'll form an army-my] We urging all the youths in Trinidad and Tobago
[Waging war against immorality.] Promiscuity is NOT the way to go
[Free sex will mash up, mash up your body-dy] We say, use yuh head, have some dignity
[It's a sign of promiscuity] Do the right thing and practice CHASTITY! yeah!
Lyrics source with minor edits.
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A Note From The Gull
Thank you, Bernadette Scott and the Love Movement Youth.
"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.
MAA SUNAO MUJHE WOH KAHANI
Performed by Anuradha Hansraj and Drupatee
Lyrics by Nandlal Pathak
La la-la la, la la-la la-la
Maa, Maa, Maa, Maa...
Maa, Sunao Mujhe Woh Kahani
Jisme Raja Naa Ho Naa Ho Rani
Maa, Sunao Mujhe Woh Kahani
Jisme Raja Naa Ho Naa Ho Rani.
Mama, please tell me the story where there is no King or Queen.
Jo Hamari Tumhari Katha Ho
Jo Sabhi Ke Hiday Ki Vyatha Ho
Jo Hamari Tumhari Katha Ho
Jo Sabhi Ke Hiday Ki Vyatha Ho
Gandh Jisme Bhari Ho Dhara Ki
Baat Jisme Naa Ho Apsara Ki
Ho Naa Paria Jaha Aasmani
Maa Sunao Mujhe Woh Kahani
Jisme Raja Naa Ho Naa Ho Rani
Maa Sunao Mujhe Woh Kahani
Jisme Raja Naa Ho Naa Ho Rani.
The story that relates to you and to me. The story that tells about the anguish of every heart. The story that is filled with the fragrance of the world. A story that does not talk about celestial damsels, or pretty angels in the heavens. Mama, please tell me the story where there is no King or Queen.
Wo kahani jo hansna sikha de
Pet ki bhookh ko jo bhula de
Wo kahani jo hansna sikha de
Pet ki bhookh ko jo bhula de
Jisme sach ki bhari chaandni ho
Jisme um'meed ki roshni ho
Jisme na ho kahani puraani
Maa Sunao Mujhe Woh Kahani
Jisme Raja Naa Ho Naa Ho Rani
Maa Sunao Mujhe Woh Kahani
Jisme Raja Naa Ho Naa Ho Rani.
Tell me the story that will teach me to smile, a story that will make me forget my hunger. One which is filled with the moonlight of truth and rays of hope. A story which is not old and often repeated. Mama, please tell me the story where there is no King or Queen.. The story that gives hope.
Lyrics and translation source.
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A Note From The Gull
Thank you, Anuradha Hansraj and Drupatee. Thank you, my Mama, and all the mothers all over the world who, by their devotion teach us that home, security, treasure and safety are created best by hearts. For some of us, we have found nothing else that can compare. For some of us, the time when our mothers were our entire world, is the time we continue to treasure the most.
WO KAGAZ KI KASHTI, WO BARISH KA PAANI
By Jagjit Singh
Yeh Daulat Bhi Le Lo,
Yeh Shohrat Bhi Le Lo,
Bhale Chheen Lo Mujhse Se Meri Jawani
Yeh Daulat Bhi Le Lo,
Yeh Shohrat Bhi Le Lo,
Bhale Chheen Lo Mujhse Se Meri Jawani
Magar Mujhko Lauta Do bachpan Ka Sawan..
Wo Kagaz Ki Kashti, wo Baarish Ka Paani..
Wo Kagaz Ki Kashti, wo Baarish Ka Paani..
Wo Kagaz Ki Kashti, wo Baarish Ka Paani..
Take this money, take this fame as well, snatch my youth from me if you so wish, but return me those rains of childhood, that paper boat, that rain-water..
Muhalle Ki Sabse Purani Nishani,
Muhalle Ki Sabse Purani Nishani,
Wo Budhia Jise Bachche Kehte The Naani,
Wo Naani Ki Baaton Me Parion Ka Dera,
Wo Chehre Ki Jhurrion Me Sadiyon Ka pehra,
Bhulaye Nahin Bhul Sakta Hai Koi,
Wo Chhoti Si Raaten, Wo Lambi Kahani
Wo Chhoti Si Raaten, Wo Lambi Kahani
Wo Chhoti Si Raaten, Wo Lambi Kahani
the oldest sign of area, that old lady children used to call naani (maternal grandma) that camp of fairies in the granny's talks, that guard of ages in the wrinkles of face, no one can forget even on trying, those small nights, that long story...
Kabhi Ret Ke Oonche teelo Pe Jana
Kabhi Ret Ke Oonche teelo Pe Jana
Jana, Jana, Jana
Kabhi Ret Ke
Jana
Kabhi Ret Ke Oonche teelo Pe Jana
Gharonde Banana, Bana ke Mitana
Wo Masoom Chahat Ki Tasveer Apni
Wo KhwaboN KhilaunoN Ki Jaageer Apni
Na Duniya Ka Gam Tha Na RishtoN Ke Bandhan
Na Duniya Ka Gam Tha Na RishtoN Ke Bandhan
Badi Khoobsurat Thi Wo Zindagani..
Badi Khoobsurat Thi Wo Zindagani..
sometimes going on the high sand-hills,
making sand castles and destroying them,
that innocent face of love,
that estate of dreams and toys,
neither there was the sorrow of world, nor the bonds of relationships,
that life was so beautiful..
Yeh Daulat Bhi Le Lo,
Yeh Shohrat Bhi Le Lo,
Bhale Chheen Lo Mujhse Se Meri Jawani
Magar Mujhko Lauta Do bachpan Ka Sawan..
Wo Kagaz Ki Kashti, wo Baarish Ka Paani..
Wo Kagaz Ki Kashti, wo Baarish Ka Paani..
Wo Kagaz Ki Kashti, wo Baarish Ka Paani..
Take this money, take this fame as well, snatch my youth from me if you so wish, but return me those rains of childhood, that paper boat, that rain-water..
Lyrics source and translation
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A Note From The Gull
Thank you, Jagjit Singh. I am left transported, enthralled, joyful and preferring deep silence.
"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.
SONS OF THE KING
By Lou Lyons and Muhammad Muwakil
To the rulers of our fathers,
Think you're goin' rule my life forever?
Do you know what it means to be fighting an ungodly war
And still be at peace?
Do you know how it feels to be living in the biggest cage
And still feel so free
Do you know what it means to be running for all of your life
And still be at ease?
Do you know how it feels to be sitting for all of your days
And then find your feet?
So I'm sending a message loud and clear to the village thieves [fiends?]
They've been winning way too long, killing our dreams
Who you think you fighting?
You should be afraid of these words,
They are bound to come true.
So if they won't open the door, we won't come knocking, not any more,
We're sons of the king.
They won't open the door, we won't come knocking, not any more,
We're sons of the king.
They won't open the door, we won't come knocking, not any more,
We're sons of the king.
They won't open the door, we won't come knocking, not any more,
We're sons of the king.
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, Lou Lyons and Muhammad Muwakil.
"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.
La la-la la li-li lie-lie li-li la la la li-la
La la-la la li-li lie-lie li-li la la la li-la
God of Wisdom, God of Understanding,
I call upon You today,
I bow my knees and I pray.
Please give unto me great Knowledge,
And please give unto me sound Reasoning.
'Cause you said if any man ask of God for Wisdom,
It shall be given unto him. Uhm-hm ah
Lord, I need to be stronger,
And Lord, I need to be bolder,
And Lord, I need to go further,
And Lord, I need to press, press, press higher.
La la-la la li-li lie-lie li-li-la la la li-la
Oh Lord, please!
La la-la la li-li lie-lie li-li-la la la li-la
Oh God, hear me!
Oh God, show me!
Open my eyes, open my mind, open my soul, oh, Lord. Yeah-heh
And I cry,
La la-la la li-li lie-lie li-li-la la la li-la
Feed me, please,
La la-la la li-li lie-lie li-li-la la la li-la
Down on my knees, begging you to open my understanding, yeah, woh yeah-heh
God, please hear my prayer.
Harden not Your heart to the voice of my supplication
Oh God, yeah, yeah, oh.
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, Isaac Blackman. His blessing flows through you to every one who listens.
"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.
NAAM GUM JAYEGA CHEHRA YEH BADAL JAYEGA
Performed by Anuradha Paudwal and Bhupindar Singh
Naam gum jaayegaa, cheharaa ye badal jaayegaa My name will be lost (disappear), my face will change
Meree aawaaj hee pahachaan hai, gar yaad rahe My voice is my identity, only if You can remember.
Naam gum jaayegaa, cheharaa ye badal jaayegaa My name will be lost (disappear), my face will change
Meree aawaaj hee pahachaan hai, gar yaad rahe. My voice is my identity, only if You can remember.
Wakt ke sitam kam haseen nahee, The atrocities done by time are also beautiful
Aaj hain yahaa kal kahee nahee I’m here today, tomorrow who knows where
Wakt ke pare agar mil gaye kahee, If I meet You someplace, beyond time
Meree aawaaj hee pahachaan hai, gar yaad rahe My voice is my identity, only if You can remember
Ho naam gum jaayegaa, cheharaa ye badal jaayegaa My name will be lost (disappear), my face will change
Meree aawaaj hee pahachaan hai, gar yaad rahe. My voice is my identity, only if You can remember.
Jo gujar gayee, kal kee baat thee, What has passed, is the past
Oh umar to naheen yek raat thee It wasn’t life, it was just some kind of hope
Raat kaa siraa agar fir mile kahee, If I find such a night again
Meree aawaaj hee pahachaan hai, gar yaad rahe. My voice is my identity, only if You can remember.
Ho naam gum jaayegaa, cheharaa ye badal jaayegaa My name will be lost (disappear), my face will change
Meree aawaaj hee pahachaan hai, gar yaad rahe. My voice is my identity, only if You can remember.
Din dhale jahaa raat paas ho Where the day sets, the night lives near that place
Jindagee kee lau unchee kar chalo Always hold the flame/torch of life high and move forwards
Yaad aaye gar kabhee jee udaas ho, Whenever I think about it, my heart feels sad
Meree aawaaj hee pahachaan hai, gar yaad rahe. My voice is my identity, only if You can remember.
Ho naam gum jaayegaa, cheharaa ye badal jaayegaa My name will be lost (disappear), my face will change
Meree aawaaj hee pahachaan hai, gar yaad rahe. My voice is my identity, only if You can remember
Lyrics and translation source.
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A Note From The Gull
Thank you, Anuradha Paudwal and Bhupindar Singh for your rendition of this stunning 1977 classic by Gulzar and Burman. Every time I discover another of these treasures, I find my faith in humanity being renewed, the equivalent of unexpectedly finding a cool oasis after the scorching heat of a desert. So, so, so beautiful. At the risk of being accused of presumption, if I were the all powerful, even after having cursed mankind and intent on unleashing Armageddon, hearing this would leave me disarmed and weeping and giving us all yet another chance.
"Jindagee kee lau unchee kar chalo"
"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.
JERUSALEM
By Muhammad Muwakil and Lou Lyons, Freetown Collective.
I know that these streets are not paved in gold
Joy is a path you have to walk on your own
So don't try to squeeze water from stone
Jerusalem, Jerusalem, Jerusalem, Jerusalem.
I know that some days the sun doesn't shine
One minute you frown, the next minute you smile
But standing still, you still move forward in time
Jerusalem, Jerusalem, Jerusalem, Jerusalem,
Jerusalem, Jerusalem, Jerusalem.
So many wars fought over your streets
Still your children can't find no place to sleep
That simply means this love is incomplete
If everyone claims to know just how your heart beats
Jerusalem, Jerusalem, Jerusalem, Jerusalem,
Jerusalem, Jerusalem.
I know that these streets are not paved in gold
Joy is a path you have to walk on your own
So don't try to squeeze water from stone
Jerusalem.
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, Freetown Collective.
"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.
Bo Lion and Donkey arguing
The two of them, well who is really king
Bo Lion and Donkey arguing
Between the two of them, who is really king. Hmmm
Well, the argument reach a height
The committee say, "Let them fight."
All but Monkey backing lion
The whole animal kingdom in confusion.
Hear they bawling...
Chorus:
[Beat the man, Lion, buss he head!]
All them animals gone crazy
[Beat the man, Lion, buss he head!]
Even the referee, he and all against Donkey, he bawling
[Beat the man, Lion, buss he head!]
A Donkey is an ass and he have no brain
Lion bite away Donkey tail and had the poor ass in pain.
Lion know Donkey ent easy
So he decide to fight carefully
But the way the crowd encouraging
He get brave and he start to swing. Hmm
A left and a right to head... Woop too!
Upper cut, I say Donkey dead
Donkey tumble down on the floor
Elephant, Goat and Tiger began to roar.
Hear they bawling...
Chorus:
[Lick him down, Lion, lick him down!]
Take yuh paws and rip 'way he belly
[Lick him down, Lion, lick him down!]
Only Monkey crying for Donkey
[Lick him down, Lion, lick him down!]
This time, Lion in a temper only sharing blows
Rip away all of Donkey clothes
And had the whole ass exposed. Ey!
Monkey bawl, "Ey man, ring the bell."
Crapaud say, "For what? Go to hell."
"Well, all right use the secret weapon
And teach a lesson to this damn Lion."
Referee Mr. Unicorn say, "It's a forgone conclusion.
Time to ring the bell really pass,
But a miracle couldn't save your partner ass."
Chorus:
[Knock him out, Lion, knock him out!]
Donkey getting tired and backing
[Knock him out, Lion, knock him out!]
Lion fouling but the referee ent warning
[Knock him out, Lion, knock him out!]
Lion take a stool and really knock him down
Dog and all start to laugh at this
Big naked ass on the ground.
Hear they singing...
In a clinch, Donkey kiss Lion
Calling him a macomere man
Lion get so vex he change up he style
No more bobbing and weaving, he fighting wild
When he had Donkey at arm's length
He pelt a bolo with all his strength
Donkey weave and that was the case
Lion spin, Donkey grab him around he waist.
Hear the referee...
Chorus:
[That is foul, Donkey, that is foul]
Donkey tell the referee, "Yes, I know."
[That is foul, Donkey, that is foul] "Ho-ho. Maybe, but this is one fowl that could crow!"
[Break, I say, Donkey, break, I say]
Monkey say, "I don't know what is wrong with you.
Wey de hell you talking 'bout, Break, break, break...
And is that he trying to do?"
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, Mighty Sparrow.
"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.
Wha de erse? Heh-heh. I sure you know what time it is, I sure.
Is donkey time! Come!
[Whoa donkey, whoa, whoa donkey!] Dance the donkey!
[Whoa donkey, whoa, whoa donkey!]
[Whoa donkey, whoa, whoa donkey!]
[Whoa donkey, whoa, whoa donkey!]
This one [Whoa donkey, whoa] is the donkey dance heh-heh, [woah donkey] so leh we dance, heh-heh-heh
[Whoa donkey, whoa, whoa donkey!]
[Whoa donkey, whoa, whoa donkey!] dance in time
[Whoa donkey, whoa, whoa donkey!]
Aw-hee, [Whoa donkey] hee haw [whoa, whoa donkey!]
Now this is the dance called the donkey dance
So stop wey yuh doing, leh we gallop and prance
Leh me hear yuh, [Whoa donkey, whoa, whoa donkey!]
Sing it, [Whoa donkey, whoa, whoa donkey!]
Put yuh two fists together with yuh elbow out
And with a forward motion, yuh go start to shout
Start to shout! [Whoa donkey, whoa, whoa donkey!]
Oh lord! [Whoa donkey, whoa, whoa donkey!]
Hear what! Spread yuh feet apart with yuh two knees touching
Push yuh bumsee out and yuh hands still clutching
And yuh bawling, [Whoa donkey, whoa, whoa donkey!]
And yuh bawling, [Whoa donkey, whoa, whoa donkey!]
Now, whip the donkey, whip the donkey, whip the donkey, whip!
Now, whip the donkey, whip the donkey, whip the donkey, whip it!
[Whoa donkey, whoa] whip the donkey, [whoa donkey] yes, man
[Whoa donkey, whoa, whoa donkey!]
Now wiggle up yuh bumsee, wiggle up yuh bumsee, wiggle up yuh bumnsee
Now wiggle up yuh bumsee, wiggle up yuh bumsee, wiggle yuh bumnsee, heh- heh
[Whoa donkey, whoa] Donkey time [whoa donkey!]
[Whoa donkey, whoa,] Now doh forget what ah tell yuh, [whoa donkey!]
Put yuh two fists together with yuh elbow out
And with a forward motion yuh go start to shout
Leh me hear yuh, [Whoa donkey, whoa, whoa donkey!]
Start to shout, [Whoa donkey, whoa, whoa donkey!]
Come again, [Whoa donkey, whoa, whoa donkey, whoa donkey!]
[Whoa donkey, whoa, whoa donkey!]
[Whoa donkey, whoa, whoa donkey!]
This is the donkey dance, yuh know that.
[Whoa donkey, whoa, whoa donkey!]
Start to prance, [Whoa donkey, whoa, whoa donkey!]
Ah tie mih donkey on top of the hill
And if he ent dead, he dey
Aw-hee, aw-hee, aw-hee, aw-hee
Mih donkey eat, mih donkey sleep
Mih donkey kick with him two hind feet
Mih donkey walk, mih donkey talk
Mih donkey eat with a spoon and fork, heh, aw-hee, aw-hee
I had a little donkey, take it to a lady
Take a piece of charcoal, stick it in he nose hole
Oh lord, mih donkey go dead, mih donkey go aw-hee, aw-hee
Aw-hee, aw-hee.
[Whoa donkey, whoa, whoa donkey!]
[Whoa donkey, whoa, whoa donkey!]
Oh yes, of course, if you don't want to do Part One,
You could do Part Two and Part Three, heh-heh
Part Two is, of course, when the lady climb on your shoulder
Yes, gentlemen, heh-heh, and yuh strong? Heh
Put yuh lady on yuh shoulder, yes, heh-heh
And of course Part Three is the lady on your shoulder already, heh-heh,
But she turning 'round, ha-ha
That's it, you know, heh, we call it back to front donkey, heh heh,
Back to front donkey Wey you call it? Back to front donkey, heh,
Back to front donkey, turn 'round, back to front donkey.
Part One, Part Two and Part Three, heh-heh-heh
Whoa donkey, whoa, whoa donkey!
Whoa donkey, whoa, whoa donkey!...
Aw-hee, aw-hee, hee-haw...
Ride yuh donkey! 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, Ronnie McIntosh.
"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.
Frisco sad, sad-sad, Frisco mad, mad-mad
He planted marijuana and he bought a donkey from Arthur
The donkey ate the whole field
And Frisco lost his deal.
That lazy donkey is a crazy donkey
Just eating ganja and drinking water
Frisco donkey is a disco donkey
Whole day he prancing, just dancing-dancing.
Frisco cried and cried and cried but the donkey high, high-high
Frisco could not control him
When he looking for saltfish and dumpling
And when he see Miss ---------, the donkey sending kiss.
That lazy donkey is a crazy donkey
Just eating ganja and drinking water
Frisco donkey is a disco donkey
Whole day he prancing, just dancing-dancing.
Frisco scared, scared-scared but the donkey weird, weird-weird
Frisco went to a party and the donkey kick up the DJ
The donkey wanted calypso
But the music was too slow.
That lazy donkey is a crazy donkey
Just eating ganja and drinking water
Frisco donkey is a disco donkey
Whole day he prancing, just dancing-dancing.
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, Shadow.
"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.
When they had the donkey race in New Jersey,
I went as a jockey
When they had the donkey race in New Jersey,
I went as a jockey
I riding since I little, I never bounce up this trouble
From the time the flag fall, the male ent passing the female at all.
Race start at two thirty, one mile is the journey
Seven donkeys on the track - one jinny and six jacks
I riding the jinny, a male jackass near kill me
He jam me to the rail,
I say he must be take me for the female.
This one was shocking, -------------- while the race running
A male donkey run up, pelting bite at mih stirrup
Grinning he teeth and making a big fuss
I didn't believe the gentleman serious
You doh know the jack put he two front foot on top mih back.
What had me in dread, I notice something resembling a snake head
Wagging up like a zanjee, I say I dead already
Well, if is me this young fella marking, he got hell because I ent winking,
He couldn't get the break
I watching every movement the zanjeee make.
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 Melody and King Rudolph
"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.
Animal beauty competition, you go hear confusion
Jackass and Tiger, Goat, Pig and Lion, listen to confusion
Who tell them to let Monkey judge?
Monkey have an old personal grudge
From since in the days they make him bring water as the ugliest man,
Since then Monkey bitter.
So he throw out Peacock, he say he too vain
And disqualified Lion with his long flowing mane
But he watching at Donkey in one particular spot
"Ladies and Gentlemen," Monkey say, "Look at beauty this fella got!"
He give Donkey first, second and third and the judge tell Lion flat,
"Hmm, if you was the king of the beasts, you would be toting that!"
Silence, the whole place get silent, Hog watching Elephant
Spellbound, everybody spellbound, all man start to look 'round
Tiger say, "You rude and you fast!What beauty you see in Jackass?
You sit down with a wicked grin on your face
How the hell you could give Donkey all three place?""
But he throw 'way Peacock, he say he too vain
And disqualified Lion with his long flowing mane
Hmmn, but he watching at Donkey in one particular spot
"Ladies and Gentlemen," Monkey say, "Look at beauty this fella got!"
He give Donkey first, second and third and then he tell Lion flat,
"Hah,if you was the king of the beasts, you would be toting that!"
"Robbery!" Crapaud say, "You rob me! I've dressed up so lovely."
"Somebody should shoot you, come in here with a corkscrew."
Is now common Dog start to bark, call Monkey a sex maniac
Pig say, "If is sex, I must be in line. Donkey have the goods but donkey can't wine."
So he throw out Peacock, he say he too vain
And disqualified Lion with his long flowing mane
But he watching at Donkey in one particular spot
"Ladies and Gentlemen," Monkey say, "Look at beauty this fella got!"
He give Donkey first, second and third and then he tell Lion flat,
"If you was the king of the beasts, you would be toting that!"
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.
"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.
Papa ------ oy-oy-oy-oy, Papa ------ ey
Papa ------ oy-oy-oy-oy, Papa ------ ey
They tell me you can see the future
You're the person with the vision
If you can really see the future
Can you tell me what will be that will be?
In the future do you see me riding on my big, black donkey
When all dem oil wells are empty and Mister Manning confront me,
"I want a ride, I want a ride, I want a ride, I want a ride."
When the country have small money, you want people ban their belly
Don't watch my donkey, I tell you don't touch my donkey
When the country had big money, you telling me 2020
You want a ride, you want a ride, you want a ride? Take a ride!
Papa ------ oy-oy-oy-oy, Papa ------ ey
Papa ------ oy-oy-oy-oy, Papa ------ ey
They tell me you are just like Noah
You know most things, even ghost things
If you really, really know things
Can you tell me what the future will be?
In the future do you see me riding on my big, black donkey
When all dem oil wells are empty and Mister Manning confront me
"I want a ride, I want a ride, I want a ride, I want a ride."
Will I send him up by Rowley, Mason Hall have plenty donkey
Some curious donkey, mysterious donkey
If you only mention money, they gone with you down the gully
You want a ride, you want a ride, you want a ride? Take a ride!
Papa ------ oy-oy-oy-oy, Papa ------ ey
Papa ------ oy-oy-oy-oy, Papa ------ ey
They tell me you have all the answers
For all questions and suggestions
If you really have the answers,
Can you tell me what will be that will be?
In the future do you see me riding on my big, black donkey
When all dem oil wells are empty and Mister Manning confront me
"You sing on me, eh? you sing on me, you sing on me, you sing on me."
Will I tell him don't dig nothing, this is just a calypso thing
Come watch my donkey, you could even touch my donkey
I don't want to make you angry, you could even ride my donkey
You want a ride, you want a ride, you want a ride? Take a ride!
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, Shadow.
"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.
Big, big trouble come hear it, it ent me and I 'fraid
A male Donkey fo' day morning, running wild in Cascade
An Englishman was then passing, he say, "Why this Donkey should roam?"
"Poor animal starving." so he decided to take it home.
The Donkey bawl...
"Take me back where you find me, I'm sorry, Mister Honkey I didn't ask anybody for sympathy, you better make your son take me I don't want no confusion, so help me, is that I say The same place you find me, take me right back down dey!"
The Englishman start to tremble, the man frighten for so
To hear a Donkey talking English is no joke, as you know
So he sneak inside of his parlour to make a telephone call
He see the Donkey changing colour and growing tall, tall, tall,
And bawling..
"Take me back where you find me, I'm sorry, Mister Honkey I didn't ask anybody for sympathy, you better make your son take me I don't want no confusion, so help me, is that I say The same place you find me, take me right back down dey!"
More trouble for honkey, the man out of his mind
When he see a big, fat Hen with Chicken running behind
So he run and open the back door, attempting to jump the wall
In the dark, he hear the voice of the Donkey, "Mister, mind you fall!"
"Take me back where you find me, I'm sorry, Mister Honkey I didn't ask anybody for sympathy, you better make your son take me I don't want no confusion, so help me, is that I say The same place you find me, take me right back down dey!"
Poor Englishman bawling, "No! Anything else instead!"
When the Donkey tell him, "Take off your clothes and lie down in bed."
So he turn and said to the Donkey, "Please tell me, do I have to?"
The Donkey say, "Doh worry, I coming to lie with you."
"Take me back where you find me, I'm sorry, Mister Honkey I didn't ask anybody for sympathy, you better make your son take me I don't want no confusion so help me, is that I say The same place you find me, take me right back down dey!"
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, Lord Kitchener.
"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.
Heh-heh heh-heh, Hear what, ---------- , gimme some donkey brass
Heh-heh-heh, one more time!
Sisters, sing the thing. [Whoa donkey, whoa-whoa donkey!]
This is the final stage. [Whoa donkey, whoa-whoa donkey!]
No more donkeying around. [Whoa donkey, whoa-whoa donkey!]
[Whoa donkey, whoa-whoa donkey!]
[Whoa donkey, whoa-whoa donkey!] Gimme!
United massive! [Whoa donkey, whoa-whoa donkey!] Watch me!
Carnival again, bacchanal in Port of Spain
[Whoa donkey, whoa-whoa donkey]
Jane climb up on she man back, saying is the soca doing that
[Whoa donkey, whoa-whoa donkey]
I know you love to wine but not this time, we changing it around
I want to ride, I want to ride. I want to ride, I want to ride, I want to ride!
Soca music jamming, man and woman jockeying
[Whoa donkey, whoa-whoa donkey!]
Man, tell you rider don't fall,
Otherwise that donkey go make she bawl, you know
[Whoa donkey, we whoa-whoa donkey!]
You could rest yuh waist 'cause you up in space
Let your donkey go
I want to ride, I want to ride, I want to ride, I want to ride, I want to ride!
[Put your woman on top yuh back] Climb on top.
[Put yuh woman on top yuh back] Right to the top.
[Put yuh woman on top yuh back] And doh stop.
Put yuh woman and that is that.
[Whoa donkey, whoa-whoa donkey!]
[Whoa donkey, whoa-whoa donkey!]
[Put your woman on top yuh back] Climb on top.
[Put yuh woman on top yuh back] Right to the top.
[Put yuh woman on top yuh back] And doh stop.
Put yuh woman and that is that.
[Whoa donkey, whoa-whoa donkey!]
[Whoa donkey, whoa-whoa donkey!]
Time come for party to done, dem woman riding 'til morning come
[Whoa donkey, whoa-whoa donkey!]
All over the dance floor is koki oko evermore
[Whoa donkey, whoa-whoa donkey!]
Tonight in the fete is ride until yuh wet, climb up on a back
I want to ride, I want to ride, I want to ride, I want to ride, I want to ride!
Guess you wondering how come we in this jackass thing?
[Whoa donkey, whoa-whoa donkey!]
But yet you decide that we have the better ride, giddyup-giddyup-giddyup
[Whoa donkey, whoa-whoa donkey!]
From the starting time to finish line, we galloping in style
I want to ride, I want to ride, I want to ride, I want to ride, I want to ride!
[Whoa donkey] giddyup! [Whoa-whoa donkey!] giddyup!
[Whoa donkey] giddyup, giddyup [Whoa-whoa donkey!]
Giddyup-giddyup, gallop-gallop...
[Whoa donkey whoa donkey, whoa donkey, whoa donkey!]
[Whoa donkey, whoa donkey, whoa donkey!] Whoa-whoa donkey,
[Whoa donkey] Whoa [whoa-whoa donkey!] Donkey, whoa.
[Whoa donkey, whoa-whoa donkey] Aha, yuh riding nice, aha
You want a little lash in the rear? Take it, take it, take it.
Shuck and ride, shuck-shuck-shuck, ride-ride-ride
Shuck-shuck-shuck, ride-ride-ride. Nice.
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, United Sisters! This was happiness.
"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.
Lord, Please walk beside me through this day. Clear the heavy air with the lightness of Your Presence. Guide my hands and steady my heart that I may give comfort when I cannot give hope, that I may give relief when I do not have a cure, and that I may radiate Your healing peace when the limits of science, time, and the human body overwhelm us all. Amen
Source
Sáncte Míchael Archángele, defénde nos in proélio, cóntra nequítiam et insídias diáboli ésto præsídium. Ímperet ílli Déus, súpplices deprecámur: tuque, prínceps milítiæ cæléstis, Sátanam aliósque spíritus malígnos, qui ad perditiónem animárum pervagántur in múndo, divína virtúte, in inférnum detrúde. Ámen
