Calypso Music - David Rudder

Sittin' by de ocean Me heart, she feel so sad... Sittin' by de ocean Me heart, she feel so sad... You don't got de money To take me back to Trinidad Fine calypso woman She cook me shrimp and rice... Fine calypso woman She cook me shrimp and rice... Those Yankee hot dogs Don't treat me stomach very nice In Trinidad, one dollar buy Papaya juice, banana pie Six coconut, one female goat An' plenty fish to fill de boat One bushel bread, one barrel wine And all de town, she come to dine But here is bad, one dollar buy Cup of coffee, ham on rye Me throat she sick from necktie Me feet hurt from shoes Me pocket full of empty I got Calypso blues These yankee girl give me big scare Is black de root, is blonde de hair Her eyelash false, her face is paint And perhaps not de girl she ain't! She jitterbug when she should waltz I even think her name is false But Calypso girl is good a lot Is what you see, is what she got Sittin' by de ocean You heart, she feel so sad... You don't got de money To take me back to Trinidad... Sittin' by de ocean You heart, she feel so sad... Because you don't got de money To take me back to Trinidad...

Give praise children, give praise Give praise children yeah, give praise Give praise children yeah, give praise Give praise children Our Father who has given us this art So that we can all feel like we're a part Of this earthly heaven, Amen Forgive us this day our daily weakness As we seek to cast our mortal burdens on your city, Amen Oh merciful Father, in this bacchanal season Where men lose their reason But most of us just want to wine and have a good time Cause we looking for a lime, Because we feeling fine, Lord, Amen And as we jump up and down in this crazy town Send us some music for some healing, Amen (David Rudder - High Mas (Give Praise) Lyrics) Everybody hand raise Everybody give praise Everybody hand raise And if you know what I mean, put up yuh finger And if you know what I mean, put up your hand And if you know what I mean, put up yuh finger And if you know what I mean then scream Ohhh, give Jah his praises Ohhh, let Jah be praised Ohhh, de Father in his mercy He send a little music, to make de vibration raise So Carnival day, everybody come and celebrate Everybody come and celebrate See de ragamuffin congregate yea Everybody come and celebrate And everybody say, ou a a oo a a, I love meh country Let me hear you say Ou a a oo a a, I feeling irie And everybody say, ou a a oo a a, I love meh country Let me hear you say Ou a a oo a a, I feeling irie Our Father who has given us this art So that we can all feel as if we are a part Of your heaven, Amen Forgive us today our daily weaknesses As we seek to cast our mortal burdens on your city, Amen On this lovely day when we come out to play and we come out to sway And we breaking away Some will say what they have to say But only you know da pain we're feeling, Amen As it was in de beginning of Jouvert Good vibes till Carnival Tuesday ending, Amen Well everybody hand raise Everybody give praise Everybody hand raise And if you know what I mean, put up yuh finger And if you know what I mean, put up your hand And if you know what I mean, put up yuh finger And if you know what I mean then scream Oh, give Jah his praises Oh, let Jah be praised Oh, de Father in his mercy Send a little soca, to make de vibration raise So Carnival day, everybody come and celebrate yea Everybody come and celebrate See de ragamuffin congregate Everybody come and celebrate And everybody say, ou a a oo a a, I love meh country Well leh me hear you say Ou a a oo a a I feeling irie And everybody say, ou a a oo a a, I love meh country Ou a a oo a a I feeling irie And everybody say, ou a a oo a a, I love meh country Ou a a oo a a I feeling irie

She's everything you think she's all about And everything you dream she'll be Her lips could being love water to your mouth She's a bacchanal lady She will infect you with her ramajay Melt you like a noon day sun Take you status symbol high away She'll mix your milk with puncheon rum She's Bacchanal lady Sweet scandal when she walk Bacchanal lady Real magic when she talk Bacchanal woman Wont you come And wont you make some love to me She ain't no rum and coca cola gyal Don't try to fool she with no jive If you want to break down in she carnival You talk strong You'll stay alive She neither here nor there, she's everywhere Them people say she is a tramp But when she catch them in she atmosphere She go shame them, sinful scamps She's bacchanal lady What it is you hide behind your eyes Bacchanal Lady Come and fill me with your sweet surprise Bacchanal woman, woman wont you come And wont you make some love to me Bacchanal ay, A bacchanal uh A bacchanal ay A bacchanal you A Bacchanal me A bacchanal, a bacchanal A bacchanal, a bacchanal A bacchanal, a bacchanal woman Sweet scandal when she walk Bacchanal woman Such magic when she talk Bacchanal woman woman woman Wont you come And wont you make some love to me Bacchanal ay, A bacchanal uh A bacchanal ay A bacchanal you A Bacchanal me A bacchanal, a bacchanal A bacchanal, a bacchanal A bacchanal, a bacchanal woman Sweet scandal when she walk Bacchanal Woman Listen to the woman when she talk Bacchanal Woman woman Wont you come And wont you make some love to me Bacchanal ay, A bacchanal uh A bacchanal ay A bacchanal uh A Bacchanal uh A bacchanal, a bacchanal A bacchanal, a bacchanal A bacchanal, a bacchanal woman What it is you hide behind your eyes Bacchanal woman Come and hit me with your sweet surprise Bacchen woman Wont you come And wont you make some love to me -

For ten long years We ruled the cricket world Now the rule seems coming to an end But down here Just a ***** in the armour Is enough, enough to lose a friend Some of the old generals have retired and gone And the runs don't come by as they did before But when the Toussaints go the Dessalines come We've lost the battle but yet we will win the war Rally, rally round the West Indies Now and forever Rally, rally round the West Indies Never say never Pretty soon the runs are going to flow like water Bringing so much joy to every son and daughter Say we're going to rise again like a raging fire As the sun shines you know we gonna take it higher Rally, rally round the West Indies Now and forever Rally, rally round the West Indies Way Down Under a warrior falls Michael Holding falls in the heat of the battle "Michael shoulda left long time!" I heard an angry brother shout Caribbean man, that, that, that is the root of our trouble In these tiny theatres of conflict and confusion Better known as the isles of the West Indies We already know who brought us here And who created this confusion So I'm begging, begging my people please Now they are making restrictions and laws to spoil our beauty But in the end we shall prevail This is not just cricket, this thing goes beyond the boundary It's up to you and me to make sure that they fail Soon we must take a side or be lost in the rubble In a divided world that don't need islands no more Are doomed forever to be at somebody's mercy? Little keys can open up mighty doors