As I try to tell this story
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Of crystal sands and love and glory
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I am reminded by my new friends
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Of how it was for me
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The sun and herbs did rule the day
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At night we danced till the moon went away
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I always thought that all was right
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¡¯Cause never ever did we fight
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Everybody smiles and sings
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Jamaica will break your heart, boy
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Jamaica will break your heart, boy, boy
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Those loving precious hours
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Sacred as the flowers
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That seemed to bloom as if by chance
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An honor to our passing dance
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I always told her I¡¯m not worthy
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She would laugh and say don¡¯t worry
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There ain¡¯t nothing here to prove
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Ain¡¯t no mountain to be moved
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Everybody smiles and sings
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Jamaica will break your heart, boy
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Jamaica will break your heart, boy, boy
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How this sorry state came to be
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You know it ain¡¯t no mystery
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A blue eyed boy from ¡¯cross the sea
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Erased our love and history
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He bought the land he bought the sand
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One day she took my hand
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You know I¡¯ve got to live she said
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And moved into his flowery bed
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Everybody smiles and sings
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Jamaica will break your heart, boy
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Jamaica will break your heart, boy, boy
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I¡¯m standing now by foreign streams
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Contemplating foreign dreams
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What was now is now the past
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Who was first is now outcast
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I don¡¯t know when but soon, someday
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She¡¯s gonna let me come back to stay
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And there beside the turquoise sea
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My love will be returned to me
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Everybody smiles and sings
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Jamaica will break your heart, boy
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Jamaica will break your heart, boy, boy
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Jamaica Will Break Your Heart
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