Song | You're My Jamaica |
Artist | Charley Pride |
Album | The Essential Charley Pride |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Robbins | |
Every day I read ads in the paper | |
Saying come to the islands | |
Bikinied ladies sweet rum drinks, yeah | |
They'll keep you smiling | |
But I've got calypso music on the record at home | |
And when it comes to the warmth and sunshine | |
Well, I got my own | |
You're my Jamaica | |
You're where I want to be | |
You're my island when I am being | |
Tossed on a stormy sea | |
My heavenly haven | |
Where I can spend eternity | |
You're my Jamaica | |
Your paradise to me | |
White sunny sand palm trees and tans | |
It's sounds so inviting | |
(Sounds so inviting) | |
Limbo dancing and star light romancing | |
It's all so exciting | |
But I got my flowery shirt | |
And rum punch in my hand | |
And my own exotic lover in my native land | |
You're my Jamaica | |
You're where I want to be | |
You're my island when I am being | |
Tossed on a stormy sea | |
My heavenly haven | |
Where I can spend eternity | |
You're my Jamaica | |
You're paradise to me |
zuo ci : Robbins | |
Every day I read ads in the paper | |
Saying come to the islands | |
Bikinied ladies sweet rum drinks, yeah | |
They' ll keep you smiling | |
But I' ve got calypso music on the record at home | |
And when it comes to the warmth and sunshine | |
Well, I got my own | |
You' re my Jamaica | |
You' re where I want to be | |
You' re my island when I am being | |
Tossed on a stormy sea | |
My heavenly haven | |
Where I can spend eternity | |
You' re my Jamaica | |
Your paradise to me | |
White sunny sand palm trees and tans | |
It' s sounds so inviting | |
Sounds so inviting | |
Limbo dancing and star light romancing | |
It' s all so exciting | |
But I got my flowery shirt | |
And rum punch in my hand | |
And my own exotic lover in my native land | |
You' re my Jamaica | |
You' re where I want to be | |
You' re my island when I am being | |
Tossed on a stormy sea | |
My heavenly haven | |
Where I can spend eternity | |
You' re my Jamaica | |
You' re paradise to me |
zuò cí : Robbins | |
Every day I read ads in the paper | |
Saying come to the islands | |
Bikinied ladies sweet rum drinks, yeah | |
They' ll keep you smiling | |
But I' ve got calypso music on the record at home | |
And when it comes to the warmth and sunshine | |
Well, I got my own | |
You' re my Jamaica | |
You' re where I want to be | |
You' re my island when I am being | |
Tossed on a stormy sea | |
My heavenly haven | |
Where I can spend eternity | |
You' re my Jamaica | |
Your paradise to me | |
White sunny sand palm trees and tans | |
It' s sounds so inviting | |
Sounds so inviting | |
Limbo dancing and star light romancing | |
It' s all so exciting | |
But I got my flowery shirt | |
And rum punch in my hand | |
And my own exotic lover in my native land | |
You' re my Jamaica | |
You' re where I want to be | |
You' re my island when I am being | |
Tossed on a stormy sea | |
My heavenly haven | |
Where I can spend eternity | |
You' re my Jamaica | |
You' re paradise to me |