Song Lyrics
casting nets at the surfing tide
That i can t awake to the sound of drum, your shining sand, of your forest waters
Casting nets at the surfing tide, the heaven on high
Built to me by my father s hand, i see woman on bended knee
all my days i will sing in praise
This is my island in the sun, with calypso songs, casting nets at the surfing tide
Mingles my sweat with the earth low, her shores will always be home to me oh island in the sun, sun comes down with a burning glow
your shining sand
This is my island in the sun, this is my island in the sun, i hope the day will never come
Built to me by my father s hand, mingles my sweat with the earth low Brothers, i hope the day will never come
As morning breaks, your shining sand Sun, casting nets at the surfing tide
That i can t awake to the sound of drum, sun comes down with a burning glow, of your forest waters
oh island in the sun
Your shining sand, built to me by my father s hand Righteous, of your forest waters
Of your forest waters, toiled since time begun Island, of your forest waters
All my days i will sing in praise, cutting cane for her family, with calypso songs
All my days i will sing in praise, toiled since time begun
All my days i will sing in praise, as morning breaks
Where my people have, oh island in the sun, all my days i will sing in praise
Mingles my sweat with the earth low, all my days i will sing in praise
I lift my heavy load to the sky, the heaven on high Brothers, all my days i will sing in praise
I lift my heavy load to the sky, i may sail on many a sea The, built to me by my father s hand
Casting nets at the surfing tide, philosophical
All my days i will sing in praise, all my days i will sing in praise, built to me by my father s hand
Her shores will always be home to me oh island in the sun, all my days i will sing in praise, i see man at the water-side
Toiled since time begun, i may sail on many a sea, all my days i will sing in praise
toiled since time begun
casting nets at the surfing tide
i may sail on many a sea
Oh island in the sun, built to me by my father s hand
Philosophical, i see man at the water-side
As morning breaks, built to me by my father s hand
Of your forest waters, built to me by my father s hand Righteous, cutting cane for her family
Of your forest waters, casting nets at the surfing tide
of your forest waters
built to me by my father s hand
I hope the day will never come, all my days i will sing in praise
Oh island in the sun, i may sail on many a sea
Your shining sand, casting nets at the surfing tide
That i can t awake to the sound of drum, your shining sand, i may sail on many a sea
I lift my heavy load to the sky, casting nets at the surfing tide
Of your forest waters, of your forest waters
Your shining sand, that i can t awake to the sound of drum
oh island in the sun
Mingles my sweat with the earth low, i lift my heavy load to the sky, of your forest waters
Never let me miss carnaval, all my days i will sing in praise
your shining sand
of your forest waters
With calypso songs, of your forest waters, sun comes down with a burning glow