JAMAICA FAREWELLHarry BelafonteDown the bay where the nights are gayAnd the sun shines daily on the mountain topI took a trip on a sailing shipAnd when I reached Jamaica I made a stopBut I'm sad to say I'm on my wayWon't be back for many a dayMy heart is down, my head is turning aroundI had to leave a little girl in Kingston townDown the market you can hearLadies cry out while on their heads they bear`Akey' rice, salt fish are niceAnd the rum is fine any time of yearSounds of laughter everywhereAnd the dancing girls sway to and froI must declare my heart is thereThough I've been from Maine to Mexico
