| The nights may be warm in Hawaii and the sun may shine on Rome
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| But the steel bands are playing in Trinidad and my heart tells me that’s home
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| I must bid adieu to my island. |
| Leave the nights by the sea. |
| My heart is heavy
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| inside me. |
| Bow down just like a palm tree
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| I’ve traveled around on the sailing ships from Barbados to Bombay
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| But the laughter in the market in Trinidad tells me that’s where I should stay
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| La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
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| La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
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| The sun’s comin' out of the ocean now, and in an hour I’ll be gone
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| Watch from the mountain when the ships sail in for the one I’ll be on
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| I must bid adieu to my island. |
| Leave the nights by the sea. |
| My heart is heavy
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| inside me. |
| Bow down just like a palm tree
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| La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
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| La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la |