Jamaica Farewell

{title:Jamaica Farewell}

{st:Lord Burgess}

D[A]own the way, where the n[D]ights are gay,

And the s[A]un shines d[E7]aily on the m[A]ountain top,

I took a trip on a s[D]ailing ship,

And when I re[A]ached Ja[E7]maica, I made a s[A]top.

{c:Chorus:}

But I'm s[A]ad to say, I'm [D]on my way,

W[E7]on't be back for m[A]any a day,

My heart is down, my head is t[D]urning around,

I had to l[A]eave a little g[E7]irl in Kingston t[A]own.

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.

{c:Chorus.}

Down at the market, you can hear,

Ladies cry out while on their heads they bear,

Aki rice, swordfish are nice,

And the rum is fine any time of year.

{c:Chorus.}

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# Submitted to the ftp.nevada.edu:/pub/guitar archives

# by Steve Putz <putz@parc.xerox.com>

# 7 September 1992