Jamaica was the lovely one, I played her well As we lay in the tall grass where the shadows fell Hiding from the children so they would not tell We would stay there ’till her sister rang the evening bell Jamaica, say you will Help me find a way to fill these empty hours Say you will come again tomorrow The daughter of a captain on the rolling seas She would stare across the water from the trees Last time he was home he held her on his knees And said the next time they would sail away just …