Jamaica was the lovely one, I played her well
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As we lay in the tall grass where the shadows fell
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Hiding from the children so they would not tell
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We would stay there 'till her sister rang the evening bell
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Jamaica, say you will
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Help me find a way to fill these empty hours
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Say you will come again tomorrow
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The daughter of a captain on the rolling seas
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She would stare across the water from the trees
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Last time he was home he held her on his knees
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And said the next time they would sail away just where they pleased
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Jamaica, say you will
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Help me find a way to fill these lifeless sails
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And stay until my ships can find the sea
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Jamaica was a sweet young one, I loved her true
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She was a comfort and a mercy through and through
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Hiding from this world together, next thing I knew
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We had brought her things down to the bay
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- what could I do
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Jamaica, say you will
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Help me find a way to fill these sails
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And we will sail until our waters have run dry
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Jamaica Say You Will
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| Jackson Browne |
