By Harry Belafonte
Down the way where the nights are gay
And the sun shines daily on the mountain top
I took a trip on a sailing ship
And when I reached Jamaica I made a stop
(But I’m) sad to say
I’m on my way
I won’t be back for many a day
My heart is down
My head is turning around
I had to leave a little girl in Kingston Town (bis)
Down at the market you can hear
Ladies cry out while on their heads they bear
Ackie rice, salt fish are nice
And the rum is fine any time of year
(But I’m) sad to say
I’m on my way
I won’t be back for many a day
My heart is down
My head is turning around
I had to leave a little girl in Kingston Town (bis)
Sounds of laughter everywhere
And the dancing girls swaying to and fro
I must declare my heart is there
Though I have been from Maine to Mexico
(But I’m) sad to say
I’m on my way
I won’t be back for many a day
My heart is down
My head is turning around
I had to leave a little girl in Kingston Town (bis)
Down the way where the nights are gay
And the sun shines daily on the mountain top
I took a trip on a sailing ship
And when I reached Jamaica I made a stop
(But I’m) sad to say
I’m on my way
I won’t be back for many a day
My heart is down
My head is turning around
I had to leave a little girl in Kingston Town (bis)
Hace muchos años me cantaron esta canción de despedida. Me trae buenos recuerdos.