This is my island in the sun
Where my people have toiled
Though I may sail on many a sea
The shores will always be home to me
wheeled to me by my father's hand.
All my days I will sing in praise
of the forest, waters and shining sands.
I see woman on bended knee,
cutting cane for her family.
I see man by the water's side
Casting nets at the surging tide
Reel to me by my father's hand
For all my days I will sing in praise
Of the shining waters and whisper
Give to me by my father's hand,
Through my days I will sing in praise
I hope the day will never come
Never let me miss Carnival
With calypso songs filled
Will to me by my Father's hand
All my days I will sing in praise
Will turn me by my Father's hand,
All my days I will sing in praise
Of your forest, forest, your shining sands.
will turn me by my Father's hand
All my days I will sing in praise
of your forest waters, your shining sands
will turn me by my Father's hand
All of my days I will sing in praise
