| Song | Jamaica Will Break Your Heart |
| Artist | Little Feat |
| Album | Rooster Rag |
| As I try to tell this story | |
| Of crystal sands and love and glory | |
| I am reminded by my new friends | |
| Of how it was for me | |
| The sun and herbs did rule the day | |
| At night we danced till the moon went away | |
| I always thought that all was right ’ | |
| Cause never ever did we fight | |
| Everybody smiles and sings | |
| Jamaica will break your heart, boy | |
| Jamaica will break your heart, boy, boy | |
| Those loving precious hours | |
| Sacred as the flowers | |
| That seemed to bloom as if by chance | |
| An honor to our passing dance | |
| I always told her | |
| I’m not worthy | |
| She would laugh and say don’t worry | |
| There ain’t nothing here to prove | |
| Ain’t no mountain to be moved | |
| Everybody smiles and sings | |
| Jamaica will break your heart, boy | |
| Jamaica will break your heart, boy, boy | |
| How this sorry state came to be | |
| You know it ain’t no mystery | |
| A blue eyed boy from ’cross the sea | |
| Erased our love and history | |
| He bought the land he bought the sand | |
| One day she took my hand | |
| You know I’ve got to live she said | |
| And moved into his flowery bed | |
| Everybody smiles and sings | |
| Jamaica will break your heart, boy | |
| Jamaica will break your heart, boy, boy | |
| I’m standing now by foreign streams | |
| Contemplating foreign dreams | |
| What was now is now the past | |
| Who was first is now outcast | |
| I don’t know when but soon, someday | |
| She’s gonna let me come back to stay | |
| And there beside the turquoise sea | |
| My love will be returned to me | |
| Everybody smiles and sings | |
| Jamaica will break your heart, boy | |
| Jamaica will break your heart, boy, boy |
| As I try to tell this story | |
| Of crystal sands and love and glory | |
| I am reminded by my new friends | |
| Of how it was for me | |
| The sun and herbs did rule the day | |
| At night we danced till the moon went away | |
| I always thought that all was right ' | |
| Cause never ever did we fight | |
| Everybody smiles and sings | |
| Jamaica will break your heart, boy | |
| Jamaica will break your heart, boy, boy | |
| Those loving precious hours | |
| Sacred as the flowers | |
| That seemed to bloom as if by chance | |
| An honor to our passing dance | |
| I always told her | |
| I' m not worthy | |
| She would laugh and say don' t worry | |
| There ain' t nothing here to prove | |
| Ain' t no mountain to be moved | |
| Everybody smiles and sings | |
| Jamaica will break your heart, boy | |
| Jamaica will break your heart, boy, boy | |
| How this sorry state came to be | |
| You know it ain' t no mystery | |
| A blue eyed boy from ' cross the sea | |
| Erased our love and history | |
| He bought the land he bought the sand | |
| One day she took my hand | |
| You know I' ve got to live she said | |
| And moved into his flowery bed | |
| Everybody smiles and sings | |
| Jamaica will break your heart, boy | |
| Jamaica will break your heart, boy, boy | |
| I' m standing now by foreign streams | |
| Contemplating foreign dreams | |
| What was now is now the past | |
| Who was first is now outcast | |
| I don' t know when but soon, someday | |
| She' s gonna let me come back to stay | |
| And there beside the turquoise sea | |
| My love will be returned to me | |
| Everybody smiles and sings | |
| Jamaica will break your heart, boy | |
| Jamaica will break your heart, boy, boy |