Papa Winnie

Island

Papa Winnie


Beautiful island, isle of the west 
Land of the sailors, the sea and the sun
Where nature lies silent, golden lights of the dawn 
Blue skies are blessed, the morning with its fire 
I m gonna pack my bags and go 
To the land where i do belong 
I m gonna pack my bags and go 
To my sweet little island in the sun 
Island, island, oh island in the sun 
Island. island, oh sweet island in the sun 
Fishes are jumping, flowers are blooming 
Blackbirds are singing the sweet freedom song 
Babies are crying, little children are playing 
Fathers are hustling in the blazing sun ! i'm gonna pack my bags
And go 
To the land where i do belong 
I m gonna pack my bags and go 
To my sweet little . island in the sun 
Island, island... tourists are coming, enjoying the silence 
Enjoying the rum and coconut water 
The natives are happy, always smiles on their faces 
While they dance to calipso and reggae 
I'm gonna pack my bags and go 
To the land i do belong 
I'm gonna pack my bags and go 
To my sweet little island in rha ~"n i island, island...