Island in the Sun
Lord Burgess, Harry Belafonte / Harry Belafonte (1957)
| E | !Bemerkung | A | |
| This | is my island | in the sun, |
| B7 | E | |
| Where my | people have toiled since | time begun. |
| E | F#m | |
| I may sail on | many a sea, |
| E | B7 | E | |
| Her | shores will always be | home to | me. |
| E | A | |
| Oh, island | in the sun, |
| B7 | E | |
| Willed to me by my | father's hand. |
| E | A | |
| All my days I will | sing and praise |
| B7 | E | |
| Of your | forest, waters, your | shining sands. |
| 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 and praise |
| Of your forest, waters, your shining sands. |
| I see woman on bended knees |
| Cutting cane for her family. |
| I see man at the water side |
| 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 and praise |
| Of your forest, waters, your shining sands. |
| F | A# | |
| I hope the day will | never come, |
| C7 | F | |
| That I | can't awake to the | sound of drum, |
| F | Gm | |
| Never let me miss | carnival, |
| F | C7 | F | |
| With caly | pso songs philo | sophi | cal. |
| F | A# | |
| Oh, island | in the sun, |
| C7 | F | |
| Willed to me by my | father's hand |
| F | A# | |
| All my days I will | sing and praise |
| C7 | F | |
| Of your | forest, waters, your | shining sands. |
