Island in the Sun - Harry Belafonte

This is my island in the sun

Where my people have toiled since time begun

I may sail on many a sea

Her shores will always be home to me

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

That 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