D | G | |
D | own the way where the n | ights are gay |
A7 | D | |
And the s | un shines daily on the m | ountain top |
G | |
I took a trip on a s | ailing ship |
A7 | D | |
And when I r | eached Jamaica I m | ade a stop |
D | G | |
But I’m s | ad to say I’m | on my way |
A7 | D | |
W | on’t be back for m | any a day |
G | |
My heart is down, my head is t | urning around |
A7 | D | |
I had to l | eave a little girl in K | ingston town |
D | G | |
D | own the market y | ou can hear |
A7 | D | |
Ladies cr | y out while on their h | eads they bear |
G | |
Ackee rice, salt f | ish are nice |
A7 | D | |
And the r | um is fine any t | ime of year |
D | G | |
But I’m s | ad to say I’m | on my way |
A7 | D | |
W | on’t be back for m | any a day |
G | |
My heart is down, my head is t | urning around |
A7 | D | |
I had to l | eave a little girl in K | ingston town |
D | G | |
S | ounds of laughter | everywhere |
A7 | D | |
And the d | ancing girls sway t | o and fro |
G | |
I must declare my h | eart is there |
A7 | D | |
Though I’ve b | een from Maine to M | exico |
D | G | |
But I’m s | ad to say I’m | on my way |
A7 | D | |
W | on’t be back for m | any a day |
G | |
My heart is down, my head is t | urning around |
A7 | D | |
I had to l | eave a little girl in K | ingston townus |