This Land [Song]

Uploaded by Edward Spencer
THIS LAND
By Natasha Wilson

This land, [this land] this land I love so dear
This land, [this land] mih navel string bury here
I see because we money gone low, everybody packing to go
Long, long line in the embassy from the Savannah to Caroni.

But not me, [not me] watch and see
I am going to stay and help to rebuild daily
Not to rob and kill but use whatever little skill that I possess
All who want to desert, desert but I pledge to stay under oath
To always do my endeavour for Trinidad and Tobago forever
And ever and ever and ever and ever.

This land, [this land] this land is a sacred trust
This land, [this land] - a legacy for us
I never thought I would see the day educated people running away
Lying on the the country like Mahabir to get legal status in Canada.

No sir, [no sir] ----- much too far
I am going to stay and help to rebuild daily
Not to rob and kill but use whatever little skill that I possess
All who want to desert, desert but I pledge to stay under oath
To always do my endeavour for Trinidad and Tobago forever
And ever and ever and ever and ever.

I am going to stay and help to rebuild daily
Not to rob and kill but use whatever little skill that I possess
All who want to desert, desert but I pledge to stay under oath
To always do my endeavour for Trinidad and Tobago forever
And ever and ever and ever and ever.

This land, [this land] oh, this blessed plot on earth!
This land, [this land] has had its share of pain and hurt
Whatever problems are there about, we could all try to work it out
Not as soon as a pressure hit, pack up and run like a Jack Rabbit.

I'll never quit, no, not a bit
I am going to stay and help to rebuild daily
Not to rob and kill but use whatever little skill that I possess
All who want to desert, desert but I pledge to stay under oath
To always do my endeavour for Trinidad and Tobago forever
And ever and ever and ever and ever.

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, Natasha Wilson. I agree completely and believe that our country has lost many of its assets, including the human variety, to other destinations. You are now based in New York, proving that there are many worthy and irresistible pull factors that remove many Trinbagonians, often permanently, from the country that they may continue to love forever and ever and ever and ever and ever. This is a beautiful and moving song, delivered with Natasha Wilson's warmth and inimitable sweetness. It leaves me appreciating even more than I usually do, the countrymen who stand by our homeland through thick and thin.

"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