Island In The Sun

Harry Belafonte

Oh, island in the sun

Willed to me by my father's hand

All my days I will sing in praise

Of your forest, waters, your shining sand

As morning breaks the heaven on high

I lift my heavy load to the sky

Sun comes down with a burning glow

Mingles my sweat with the earth below

Oh, island in the sun

Willed to me by my father's hand

All my days I will sing in praise

Of your forest, waters, your shining sand

I see woman on bended knee

Cutting cane for her family

I see man at the waterside

Casting nets at the surging tide

Oh, island in the sun

Willed to me by my father's hand

All my days I will sing in praise

Of your forest, waters, your shining sand

I hope the day will never come

When I can't awake to the sound of drum

Never let me miss carnival

With calypso songs philosophical

Oh, island in the sun

Willed to me by my father's hand

All my days I will sing in praise

Of your forest, waters, your shining sand

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