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Folk Songs of the Caribbean






TUK MUSIC OF BARBADOS





SOME FOLK SONGS OF BARBADOS


Da Cocoa Tea

See Muh Lil Brown Gal

Brudda Nelly

Yuh Confuse

Miss Hessie

The Ice House Song

John Belly Mama

Jessie Mahon

Emma Don’ Know Me Now

Mammy Advice

Oh, Poor Me!

Miss Bailey

The Breadfruit Song

John Bouley


Da Cocoa Tea


1. I was once engaged to a lady,

Her love was all for me

No matter the distance she did live

I was no trouble to me.

But another girl she did love me

An tek me away from she

An’ the only t’ing dat bring me back

Was a cup o’ da cocoa tea.


CHORUS

Da cocoa tea is a poison to me,

Ev’ry time I drink it,

1 don’t know where I be.

If you want to find me

You gotta look for me,

For she got muh head up-sided down

Wid a cup o’ da cocoa tea.


2. Well den I went to the doctor

To see what de matter with me

He had me well examined

An’ then he said to me,

“Have you ever lived with a woman?

My man never hide it from me

For the woman has had a mixture made up

An’ gih yuh in cocoa tea.”


3 “Well then my dear good doctor

No good can be done for me.’

“Why did you keep so far

An didn’t come to me?

In the end you’ll reach the graveyaid

Prepare what hour it be

So give all men the caution

Beware of cocoa tea”


See Muh Lil Brown Gal


See muh lil’ brown gal, call she fuh me,

Call she fuh me, call she fuh me.

See muh lil’ brown gal, call she fuh me

‘Cause uh want to go home.


CHORUS

Oh you may walk, an’ you may talk,

An’ you can tell by my style an’ my fashion,

By my high standin’ collar an’ my ties to multiply,

I’m a dandy, I’m a dandy, I’m a dude.


Brudda Nelly - Sing Out Barbados on Youtube



Yuh Confuse

It ain’t me, it is you, yuh confuse,

It ain’t me, it is you, yuh confuse.

I wake up dis mornin’ an’ say my Lord’s prayer.

It ain’t me, it is you, yuh confuse.



Miss Hessie

‘Good mornin’ Miss Hessie (Fourteen days)

Uh come fuh de baba.’

(Fourteen days )

‘Wha’ baba yuh meanin ?‘ (Fourteen days)

‘De big fat baba.’

(Fourteen days)

‘De big juicy baba.’

(Fourteen days)

‘If yuh fry um uh want um, (Fourteen days)

If yuh boil um uh want um, (Fourteen days)

If yuh cook um uh want um.’ (Fourteen days)


Take ‘er down

Take ‘er down

Take ‘er down.




The Ice House Song


Shake yuh right foot, shake yuh right foot

And leh yuh left foot stand;

Shake yuh right foot, shake yuh right foot

And leh yuh left foot stand;

On de morning of de fire Lord Nelson come down

He form the sojers in a line

And he blow de ice house down;

Save John Gill and leh de ice house burn

Save John Gill, save John Gill, and leh de ice house burn.



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Jessie Mahon

(Pack She Back to She Ma)


CHORUS

Pack she back to she ma,

Oh, pack she hack to she ma,

Such a decent girl like Jessie Mahon,

Pack she back to she ma.


1. A pretty little girl name Jessie Mahon,

She lazy since she born,  .

De girl couldn’ cook, she won’ read a book,

So pack she back to she ma.


2. A pretty little girl like Jessie Mahon.

Uh miss she now she gone

De girl couldn’ clean, she was so mean.

So, pack she back to she ma.




Emma Don’ Know Me Now


1. De monkeys had a dance,

An’ de crapauds went to see,

An’ de dog-fleas get behind de door

An’ skin they teets at me.


2. Emma don’ know me know - not at all,

Emma don’ know me know - not at all,

Put on she dress an’ gone to a spree,

An’ Emma don’ know me now.



Mammy Advice

Ah me mammy dead an’ gone long,

An’ she call me to she bedside,

An’ she whisper in muh right ear,

‘Neva, neva got a man wid a wife

Fuh he will fill yuh belly wid souse.

He will sen’ yuh to de alms-house.

He would give yuh crocus to wear,

Neva, neva got a man wid a wife.



Oh, Poor Me!


Oh, poor me, poor me!

I ‘ent got nobody;

Oh, poor me, poor me!

I ‘ent got nobody.

Mister Gill got Pleasant Hall,

Mister Pile got Warleigh,

Mister Gill got Four Hill,

An’ I ‘ent got nobody.



Miss Bailey

1.I gwine tell Miss Bailey

To keep in Jean at night,

‘Cause when she pickin’ de dog fleas

Lambert hol’in de light.


CHORUS

De grass-piece ain’t got no snake,

De moonlite shinin’ like go-back-e-hay,

But Jean gone down by de marl-hole way

An’ Lambert hol’in de light.


2. I gwine tell Miss Bailey

Mek Jean go straight to de pipe,

‘Cause when she walking de intravale

Lambert dey wid de light.




CHORUS

De stan’pipe by de hog-plum tree,

But I see Jean by de breadfruit tree

An’ to my surprise in broad daylight

Lambert hol’in de light.



The Breadfruit Song


B-R-E-A-D,

Bread is de t’ing dat come from we,

F-R-U-I-T,

Fruit is de t’ing dat everybody eat,

Bake it, fry it, roast it an’ boil it,

Put it all together an’ mek a labadee,

It will take fo’ weeks to digest.



John Bouley - Sing out Barbados on Youtube