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This is my island in the sun |
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Where my people have toiled since time begun |
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I may sail on many sea |
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Her shores will always be home to me |
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Oh island in the sun |
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Built to me by my father's hand |
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All my days I will sing in praise |
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Of your forest waters, your shining sands |
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Oh island in the sun |
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Built to me by my father's hand |
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All my days I will sing in praise |
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Of your forest waters, your shining sands |
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As morning breaks the Heaven on high |
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I lift my heavy load to the sky |
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Sun comes down with a burning glow |
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Mingles my sweat with the earth below |
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Oh island in the sun |
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Built to me by my father's hand |
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All my days I will sing in praise |
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Of your forest waters, your shining sands |
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Oh island in the sun |
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Built to me by my father's hand |
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All my days I will sing in praise |
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Of your forest waters, your shining sands |
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I see woman on bended knee |
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Cutting cane for her family |
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I see man at the waterside |
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Casting nets at the surging tide |
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Oh island in the sun |
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Built to me by my father's hand |
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All my days I will sing in praise |
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Of your forest waters, your shining sands |
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I hope the day will never come |
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When I can't awake to the sound of drums |
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Never let me miss carnival |
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With calypso songs philosophical |
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Oh island in the sun |
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Built to me by my father's hand |
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All my days I will sing in praise |
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Of your forest waters, your shining sands |
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Oh island in the sun |
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Built to me by my father's hand |
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All my days I will sing in praise |
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Of your forest waters, your shining sands |
