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Jean And Dinah
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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Robert Mitchum
Robert Mitchum
Performer
Jack Marshall
Jack Marshall
Guitar
Joe Comfort
Joe Comfort
Bass
Eddie Aparicio
Eddie Aparicio
Drums
Frank Carlson
Frank Carlson
Drums
Frank C. Guerrero
Frank C. Guerrero
Drums
Ralph Hansell
Ralph Hansell
Drums
Carlos A. Mejia
Carlos A. Mejia
Bongos
Jimmy Rowles
Jimmy Rowles
Piano
Morris Bercov
Morris Bercov
Saxophone
Anthony Terran
Anthony Terran
Trumpet
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Don Raye
Don Raye
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Lee Gillette
Lee Gillette
Producer

歌詞

Well the girls in town feeling bad No more Yankees in Trinidad They going to close down the base for good Them girls have to make out how they could Brother is now they park up in town In for a penny, and in for a pound Believe me it's competition for so Trouble in the town when the price drop low Bouncing up with Jean and Dinah Rosita and Clementina, round the corner posing Bet your life is something they selling And if you catch them You can get em all for nothing Don't make no row, the yankees gone, the West Indians take over now Things bad is to hear them cry Not a sailor in town, the night clubs dry Only West Indians like me or you Are able to get a drink or two And as we have things back in control Ah seeking revenge with me heart and soul Brother when I spread the news around Is to see how them cave men come into town Bouncing up with Jean and Dinah Rosita and Clementina, round the corner posing Bet your life is something they selling And if you catch them You can get em all for nothing Don't make no row, the yankees gone, the West Indians take over now When the Yankee was in full swing Just imagine how I was suffering Mavis told me straight to me face How she find I too fast and out of place No, no, no, they would start to fret Money or not poor Sparrow can't get Because with the Yankees they have it cool Calypsonians too hard to fool Bouncing up with Jean and Dinah Rosita and Clementina, round the corner posing Bet your life is something they selling And if you catch them You can get em all for nothing Don't make no row, the yankees gone, the West Indians take over now It's the glamour boys again We are going to rule Port of Spain No more Yankees to spoil the fete Dorothy have to take what she get All of them who used to make style While they taking two shillling with a smile No more hotel to rest your head By the sweat of thy brow thou shall eat bread Bouncing up with Jean and Dinah Rosita and Clementina, round the corner posing Bet your life is something they selling And if you catch them You can get em all for nothing Don't make no row, the yankees gone, the West Indians take over now
Writer(s): Don Raye, Mighty Sparrow Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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