| In Trinidad you go hear the talk
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| Sparrow gone up to New York
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| In Trinidad you go hear the talk
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| Sparrow gone up to New York
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| They seem to think ah feeling glad
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| But I wish I was back in Trinidad
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| The temperature up here is so cold
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| To keep warm I had to dance the rock 'n' roll
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| Ah catching cold sweat
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| Ah freezing to death
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| This is not for me
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| I’m in misery
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| So before any confusion
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| Ah making reservation
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| Now ah waiting for the aeroplane
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| To take me to Port of Spain
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| I left my friends and my family
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| And come up straight to New York City
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| I had one intention in mind
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| Some Yankee dollars I want to find
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| But in my search to get this dough
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| The temperature drop below zero
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| Snow start to fall down in meh yard
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| So now ah want to go back to Trinidad
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| Ah catching cold sweat
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| Ah freezing to death
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| This is not for me
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| I’m in misery
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| So before any confusion
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| Ah making reservation
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| Now ah waiting for the aeroplane
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| To take me to Port of Spain
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| I was standing by a bus stop
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| Freezing and sneezing, ah nearly drop
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| With nearly twenty inches of snow
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| Ah can’t get a bus, they running too slow
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| In all my misery and grief
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| I started to tremble like a leaf
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| Man when the bus did come up to me
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| I was stiff like the Statue of Liberty
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| Ah catching cold sweat
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| Ah freezing to death
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| This is not for me
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| I’m in misery
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| So before any confusion
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| Ah making reservation
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| Now ah waiting for the aeroplane
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| To take me to Port of Spain |