Where I live the sun shines bright,
The birds chirp in harmony at daylight.
The wind blows soothingly all day, all night.
And the ever green trees dance left to right.
I can hear the river flowing to the sea.
Just imagine prosperity and tranquility.
Is this a place you’d want to be?
But if only you see,what I see.
The land of the Taino, the home of Africans,
Beautiful beaches with seductive white sand.
It’s just a small island in the Caribbean,
But beware of armed men out for commission.
We live off the land, like a true rastaman.
We have crocodiles, turtles and iguanas,
Coconut trees, blue mahoe and marijuana.
This is our land. spoken by a true. Jamaican.