Portuguese Dance [Song]

PORTUGUESE DANCE
By King Pharoah

It was luck and chance,
Pharoah in a Potogee dance
It happen by chance,
Pharoah in a Potogee dance
While the music was playing
If you see how Potogee dancing, lord
I gave them a start
With a spicy Leggo to break down the yard.

Vishkee vishkee voy [Pharoah!]
Vishkee vishkee vay [Pharoah!]
Vishkee vishkee voy
Vishkay voy voy.

Pharoah! Pharoah!

Well, that was a programme,
Every Pototogee buy a ten round
One pick up a guitar
To play a Potogee rhumba
While the people dancing
If you see how Potogee grinning, lord
I jump and I ----------
With a spicy Leggo to break down the yard.

Vishkee vishkee voy [Pharoah!]
Vishkee vishkee vay [Pharoah!]
Vishkee vishkee vey
Vey voy vay vey.

Water more than flour,
Up come a Potogee Mama
"King Pharoah, I love you.
Tell me what I going to do?"
I say, "Let us dance."
"Pharoah, I want to romance."
"Please have a care."
She tell me, "Don't worry, my husband ent here."

Vishkee vishkee voy [Pharoah!]
Vishkee vishkee vay [Pharoah!]
Vishkee vishkee voy
Vey vay voy voy.

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, King Pharoah! Some calypsos function as time capsules carrying images and sounds and all sorts of cultural artifacts from our past. Pharoah is singing from a time when a T&T Portuguese community still spoke their language and others could hear and, as in this calypso, note with amusement perhaps the prevalence of the fricative sounds "vishkee, vishkee." It is a beautiful language and I wish that I could hear it being spoken more often.

"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

Phillip, My Dear [Man In De Bedroom] [Song]

Uploaded by seukeran

What follows is the Mighty Sparrow's hilarious and irreverent version of the events surrounding the 1982 break-in by an intruder who bypassed Palace security and gained access to the queen in her bedroom. Time article

PHILLIP, MY DEAR
By The Mighty Sparrow

Phillip, my dear, last night I thought was you in here
Where did you go? Working for good old England,
Missing out all the action. My dear, do you know
There was a man in my bedroom wearing your shoe,
Trying on the royal costume, dipping in the royal perfume
I telling you true.
There was a man in my bedroom
Anxious for a rendezvous and I thought it was you.

Chorus:
He big just like you but younger
He thick just like you but stronger
He lingay like you but harder
He laylay like you but badder
A man in my bedroom
He came on the bed, doudou, and I took him for you.

The palace guards were playing hopscotch in the yard
Abandon the throne. Being with this perfect stranger
The jewel was in danger for I was alone
With a man in my bedroom loaded with brew
Yes, this malodorous urchin on top of my bed was perching like a cockatoo
A man in my bedroom
Sorry, dear, I misconstrued when I took him for you.

Chorus:
He big just like you but younger
He thick just like you but stronger
He lingay like you but harder
He laylay like you but badder
A man in my bedroom
He came on the bed, doudou, and I took him for you.

In Buckingham, no one respond to the alarm
So this plunderer displayed inside my boudoir
A tool made for agriculture. I stood there in awe
With a man in my bedroom, seven feet or more
He told me, "Come hither and ----." and all my good linen he soil
He was so obscene!
There was a man in my bedroom, so nasty and mean,
Singing to me, "God go save the queen!"

Chorus:
He big just like you but younger
He thick just like you but stronger
He lingay like you but harder
He laylay like you but badder
A man in my bedroom
He came on the bed, doudou, and I took him for you.

Evidently I've suffered great indignity from this commoner
Instead of being free in London
He should be put in a dungeon under the Tower
There was a man in my bedroom enjoying the view
This vicious, immoral scoundrel,
Son of a common mongrel, scared me through and through
There was a man in my bedroom
Your input was overdue and I thought it was you.

Chorus:
He big just like you but younger
He thick just like you but stronger
He lingay like you but harder
He laylay like you but badder
There was a man in my bedroom
He came on the bed, doudou, and I took him for 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!
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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.

Mweh ka allay!
Guanaguanare

PP vs. PP [Song]

Uploaded by cool4rocknrollPP vs PP
By Mighty Gypsy

Ah ha, Kitchener buy a PP, boasting all around
He say them young boy got to clear the way when they see him coming down
I don't like to hear old man boast, he only make me get blue
So I take mih money from out the bank and I buy a PP too. Let me hear you!

My PP versus Kitchener PP
And if he beat me, I know he go tell everybody
He PP big and red, it's a fact
My PP small and my PP black
But so I young, full of energy
So I know I could drive PP more than he. Tell dem!

Ah ha, well Kitchener, he was racing with a jagabat name Jean
She say is the most half dead PP she have ever seen
She thought he was a genius but he only make she look small
He PP only big for nothing but Kitch can't drive it at all. Tell him for me!

My PP versus Kitchener PP
And if he beat me I know he go tell everybody
He PP big and red, it's a fact
My PP small and my PP black
But so I young, full of energy
So I know I could drive PP more than he. Tell him!

Ah ha, when a woman ride my PP, she just can't complain
Only thing you hear she say is she wish to ride it again
But Kitch so old and tired, he hand weak, he could hardly drive
You bound to hear the woman say that Kitch more dead than alive. Tell him Francine!

My PP versus Kitchener PP
And if he beat me I know he go tell everybody
He PP big and red, it's a fact
My PP small and my PP black
But so I young, full of energy
So I know I could drive PP more than he.

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

In Times [Song]

Uploaded by cool4rocknroll
IN TIMES
By Black Stalin
Arranged by Carlysle (Juiceman) Roberts
Album: Message to Sundar, Ice Music Ltd, T&T 1995

We seem to feel that life is over
Just because we throw a few pennies down the gutter,
We seem to feel everything is lost
So we fighting to get back something at any cost;
But while we searching and we searching just to get back that lil something
We forgetting we knows nothing about this world in which we live in
Someone greater put this world together so we must remember...

In times of plenty, we must be grateful [Oo oo oo]
In times of sorrow, we must be strong [Ah ah ah]
In times of joy, we must be thankful [Oo oo oo]
Because life really have its ups and its down [Ups and downs]
In times of disaster, we must be ready [Oo oo oo]
To join together and move racism out the way [Ah ah ah]
And if you listen to this watchword from your lover, Black Stalin [Oo oo oo]
Tomorrow would be a better day. [Better day, better day, better day]

We meet a world today with four season
Who is we to try and find out what's the reason?
And what goes 'round so, must come back 'round so
Why that is so, nobody doh know
And there are so much other mysteries that nobody still can't answer
So we just got to say thanks and keep looking to the future
Because this world is not ours to control, it is just to behold.

In times of plenty, we must be grateful [Oo oo oo]
In times of sorrow, we must be strong [Ah ah ah]
In times of joy, we must be thankful [Oo oo oo]
Because life really have its ups and its down [Ups and downs]
In times of disaster, we must be ready [Oo oo oo]
To get together and move racism out the way [Ah ah ah]
And if you listen to this watchword from your lover, Black Stalin [Oo oo oo]
Tomorrow would be a better day. [Better day, better day, better day]

As we go through this life we live in
We must know by now that this world owe us nothing
So live your life and just enjoy it
And let's try to leave this world better than we find it
Because the Maker of this world, with nobody have no contract
It have no paper that could tell we that tomorrow going to come back
Look ahead, for tomorrow you dead after all is said.

In times of plenty, we must be grateful [Oo oo oo]
In times of sorrow, we must be strong [Ah ah ah]
In times of joy, we must be thankful [Oo oo oo]
Because life really have its ups and its down [Ups and downs]
In times of disaster, we must be ready [Oo oo oo]
To get together and move racism out the way [Ah ah ah]
And if you listen to this watchword from your lover, Black Stalin [Oo oo oo]
Tomorrow would be a better day. [Better day, better day, better day]

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