This is my island in the sun
Where my people have toiled
since time begun
I may sail on many a sea
The shores will always be home to me
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O island in the sound,
will do me by my Father's hand.
All my days I will sing in praise
of your forests, your waters,
your shining sands.
As the morning breaks the heaven on high,
I lift my heavy load to the sky.
Sun comes down with a burning glow,
Then goes my sweat with the earth below.
O island in the sun,
Wield to me by my Father's hand,
All my days I will sing in praise
Of your forests, waters,
your shining sands.
I see a woman on bended knee
Cutting cane for her family
I see a man at water's side
Casting the nets at the surging tide
O island in the sun,
will to me by my Father's hand
All my days I will sing in praise
of your forests, waters, your shining sands
But I hope the day will never come
When I can't awake to the
sound of the drum
Never let me miss the carnival
With Calypso's song de la saltecai
Oh, island in the sun
Wheeled to me by my Father's hand
All my days I will sing in praise
Of your forests, your waters,
your shining sands