Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Memories, artist - Mighty Sparrow. Album song Guidance, in the genre Африканская музыка
Date of issue: 28.08.2000
Record label: BLS, VPAL
Song language: English
Memories |
Every year somebody dear |
Give us cause to shed a tear |
And mourn for they are gone |
Now all that’s left is a faint memory |
Based on the theme of a strange melody |
Still we must think of them |
And recall their image with pride |
Telling people from deep inside |
This is dedicated to those who died |
Bert Inniss I’ll always remember |
Jumping when a steel band pass, playing mas |
Sugary, peppery Bert, was never ever one for class |
Bertram Inniss, wherever you are, compère |
Just for you I came out with real fire this year |
Each and everyone I know |
Some good day will have to go |
Right back from where they came |
Now good or bad we must try all the same |
Not to be sad or heap scorn on their name |
And every girl and boy |
Who are sharing my sympathies |
I must tell you this song is just |
Dedicated to memories |
George Bailey I’ll always remember |
Jumping when them big band pass, playing mas |
Sugary, peppery George was never ever one for class |
George Bailey, wherever you are compère |
Just for you I came out with real fire this year |
How many have known a friend |
Playing mas down to the end |
Who will never again |
And though we play |
Now and then thoughts will stray |
To that dear one who has long passed away |
So for this Carnival when you’re jumping up, take a break |
Try and take in this song I make |
To remember for old times sake |
Jack Brathwaithe I’ll always remember |
Jumping when them big band pass, playing mas |
Sugary, peppery Jack was never ever one for class |
Jack Brathwaithe, where ever you are compère |
Just for you I came out with real fire this year |
Simple words cannot define |
The memories that fills the mind |
Of those who are left behind |
To some of us it’s a kin or a friend |
Or a great love that was shared to the end |
So it is our duty, I mean each and every one |
See that their memories live on |
Even though they are dead and gone |
Albert Moore I’ll always remember |
Jumping when a steel band pass, playing big mas |
Sugary, peppery Al was never ever one for class |
Dear Albert, where ever you are compère |
Just for you I came out with real fire this year |