Calypso Blues

Sitting by the ocean

Me heart, she feel so sad

Sitting by the ocean

Me heart, she feel so sad

Don't got the money

To take me back to Trinidad

Fine calypso woman

She cook me shrimp and rice

Fine calypso woman

She cook me shrimp and rice

These Yankee hot dogs

Don't treat me stomach very nice

In Trinidad, one dollar buy

Papaya juice, banana pie

Six coconut, one female goat

And plenty fish to fill the boat

One bushel bread, one barrel wine

And all the town, she comes to dine

But here is bad, one dollar buy

Cup of coffee, ham on rye

Me throat, she sick from necktie

Me feet, she hurt from shoes

Me pocket full of empty

I got Calypso blues

These Yankee girls give me big scare

Is black the root? Is blonde the hair?

Her eyelash false, her face is paint

And pads are where the girl she ain't

She jitterbugs when she should waltz

I even think her name is false

But Calypso girl is good a lot

Is what you see, is what she got

Sitting by the ocean

Me heart, she feel so sad

Don't got the money

To take me back to Trinidad