Lyrics Carnival Tabanca - Bunji Garlin

Carnival Tabanca

Ahh-ah--ah-aye, Oh Lord
Ahh-ah-ah-aye, yeah, Ahh-aye — Good Lord
(Everybody let me see yuh
Clap those hands
Come now and let me see you
Clap those hands) x2
(Ah tell you ah have it) x2
Ah tell you ah have it — Lord
Tell you ah got it, oh Lord, Lord
I have a real Carnival tabanca
Hard Carnival tabanca
As soon as Carnival done this year
Well I just start ketching fever
When the doctor come diagnose me
Tell meh wife me well, is not dengue
Is just delusions and delusion have
Me thinking Soca can help me
Every time I hear a police siren
I tinking is escort
Comin' to take me to the next venue
So meh performance would not be short
When ah see a big truck in Port-of-Spain
Tinking is Harts of Bliss
Is ah big dump truck passin'
Wit red san' in it, Lord
(Ah tell you ah have it) x3
Lord, tell you ah have it, yeah
(Everybody let me see you
Clap those hands
Come now and let me see you
Clap those hands) x2
I miss jumpin' on de road with Tribe
Deh wit meh woman on meh right han' side
All meh friend an' dem from outside
Who from North and who from South side
I miss jumpin' with de band in de road
Alcohol in meh hand -it cold
When dem gyul dem 'bumpers' start roll
Man dem markin' 'bumpers' to hold
Well anytime I go out and buy some paint
All I see is J’Ouvert
When de blue devils dem from Paramin
Dey blockin' road to get pay
And when ah see a big truck in Port-of-Spain
Tinking is Tribe of Bliss
Is ah big dump truck passin'
Wit red san' in it, Lord
(Ah tell you ah have it) x3
Lord, tell you ah have it, yeah
(Everybody let me see you
Clap those hands
Come now and let me see you
Clap those hands) x2
(Ah tell you ah have it) x3
Lord, tell you ah have it, yeah
Ah have ah tabanca — Carnival tabanca
Ah have ah tabanca — real bad tabanca
Ah tell you ah tabanca — Carnival tabanca
Ah have ah tabanca — real bad tabanca