Back like Heaven [Song]

Uploaded by Andre Williams
BACK LIKE HEAVEN
By Penguin

They had this little nation going to the dogs
They had we like a drunk man drifting through a fog
And some people thought we would perish
From the hard times, from the bad times
They said we should run 'way and vanish
Tell dem, dey out of dey mind.

Tell dem, mister, that nuttin' eh go run we
If Trinidad bun [burn] down we living in the ashes
Tell dem, sister, they put we here with laglee
If Trinidad bun [burn] down we living in the ashes.
Through the hard times and the glad times
Through the sad times, even the mad times
Doh dig nuttin', we go bring it back like heaven
If Trinidad bun [burn] down we living in the ashes.

I know dat some big pappy really have to go
All dey money in Miami, New York, Toronto
And some want to go back to London
To the serve jive and the tea at five
But we people know and accustom
How to struggle and how to survive.

So tell them, mister, that nuttin' eh go run we
If Trinidad bun [burn] down we living in the ashes
Tell dem, sister, they put we here with laglee
If Trinidad bun [burn] down we living in the ashes.
Through the hard times and the glad times
Through the sad times, even the mad times
Doh dig nuttin', we go bring it back like heaven
If Trinidad bun [burn] down we living in the ashes.

Is we who dig the oil wells, is we who plant the cane
Is we who go through real hell for anything we gain
Is we who get lock up for Hoosay, for we steelband, we religion
So why we must leave now and run 'way to dead in Sierra Leone?

Tell dem, mister, that nuttin' eh go run we
If Trinidad bun [burn] down we living in the ashes
Tell dem, sister, they put we here with laglee
If Trinidad bun [burn] down we living in the ashes.
Through the hard times and the glad times
Through the sad times, even the mad times
Doh dig nuttin', we go bring it back like heaven
If Trinidad bun [burn] down we living in the ashes.

If Trinidad bun [burn] down we living in the ashes
If Trinidad bun [burn] down we living in the ashes
If Trinidad bun [burn] down we living in the ashes.

Lyrics source with minor edits. 
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A Note from the Gull

Thank you, Penguin!

"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