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My Grandfather married one fine St. Kitts woman |
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My Grandfather married one fine St. Kitts woman |
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She would come to our house and make on the stove some of those peppermint patties |
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Putting sugar in our beer call it tay-la-sang tooley why-a-cake-it from me |
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You know that my Grandfather married one fine St. Kitts woman |
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She would hold you, love you, and scold you, |
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making sure she told you everything she could feel |
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And now I feel that Spirit |
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deep down in my Soul |
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make me think back to my ancestors |
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who lived a long time ago |
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who lived a long time ago |
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When I feel that spirit |
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deep down in my Soul |
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make me think of some ancestors |
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who lived a long time ago |
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ruled the world and all its gold |
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For that my Grandfather married one St. Kitts woman |
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My Grandfather married one fine St. Kitts woman |
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She would come lifting with her voice to the house |
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making peppermint patties |
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taking toknit put some sugar in I beer lie lutill juna taki from me |
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You know that my Grandfather married one fine St. Kitts woman |
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She would hold you, love you, and scold you, |
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making sure she told you they will never know what it is you need |
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When you here that Spirit |
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chuck it to me chuck it |
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moving in your Soul |
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its a message from an ancestor who lived a long time ago |
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ruled the world and all its gold |
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I say when you feel that Spirit child |
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moving in your Soul |
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its a message from an ancestor who lived a long time ago |
