Performed: Kingston Trio, Harry Belafonte, Roger Whittaker
| C | F |
| Down the way, where the | nights are gay |
| G7 | C |
And the | sun shines daily on the | mountain top |
| F |
I took a trip on a | sailing ship |
| G7 | C |
And when I | reached Jamaica, I | made a stop |
| Dm |
But I'm sad to say, I'm | on my way |
| G7 | C |
| Won't be back for | many a day |
| Dm |
My heart is down, my head is | turning around |
| G7 | C |
I had to | leave a little girl in | Kingston town |
| F |
Sounds of laughter | everywhere |
| G7 | C |
And the | dancing girls swaying | to and fro |
| F |
I must confess my | heart is there |
| G7 | C |
Though I've | been from Maine to | Mexico |
| F |
Down at the market, | you can hear |
| G7 | C |
Ladies | cry out while on their | heads they bear |
| F |
Ackee rice, salt | fish are nice |
| G7 | C |
And the | rum tastes fine any | time of year |
Created 2009 Oct 04 20:38
This is the author's own work and represents their interpretation of the song.
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