Текст песни Jamica Farwell

Down the bay where the nights are gay And the sun shines daily on the mountain top I took a trip on a sailing ship And when I reached Jamaica I made a stop But I'm sad to say I'm on my way Won't be back for many a day My heart is down, my head is turning around I had to leave a little girl in Kingston town Down the market you can hear Ladies cry out while on their heads they bear `Akey' rice, salt fish are nice And the rum is fine any time of year Sounds of laughter everywhere And the dancing girls sway to and fro I must declare my heart is there Though I've been from Maine to Mexico