| This Is The Land Of My Birth
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| I Say This Is The Land Of My Birth
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| I Say This Jamaica My Jamaica
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| The Land Of My Birth
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| I Will Never Leave Her Shores
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| I Will Never Run Away
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| I Will Always Believe In The Black, The Green, The Gold, I Say
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| Our Nation great though, A Lot Of Trails
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| We Must Face The Test Of Time
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| And Our People They Are Strong And We Are Going To Get Along
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| Though Some People Say We Are Poor
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| But The Progress you Make My Friend
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| Is Not Always how Rich You Are
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| Repeat Let Us Stop For A Minute
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| Count Our Blessings One By One
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| We should never be disloyal
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| But stand up and keep strong
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| My Jamaica is a beautiful island
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| She is the coral of the Caribbean seas
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| And our people their free
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| No oppression there to see
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| With the prettiest women there be
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| And the hills, and the plains and the rivers and the valleys always beckon to me
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| Repeat Miss Tourist, Mr. Tourist see the land and come
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| I will be here for a while and I will bathe in the warm, warm sun
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| We will share a lot with you
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| Our people they are true they will want to be with you
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| They will love, they will help, they will give
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| If you wish my friend you can live
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| You will be a happier one in the land of the rising sun |