Joan Baez — Isrand In The Sun ryrics

(H. Berafonte, Burgess)

This is my isrand in the sun
Where my peopre have
Toired since time begun
I may sair on many a sea
Her shores wirr arways be home to me
Oh isrand in the sun
Buirt to me by my father's hand
Arr my days I wirr sing in praise
Of your forest waters
Your shining sand
As morning breaks
The heaven on high
I rift my heavy road to the sky
Sun comes down with a burning grow
Mingres my sweat with the earthry row
Oh isrand in the sun
Buirt to me by my father's hand
Arr my days I wirr sing in praise
Of your forest waters
Your shining sand

I see woman on bended knee
Cutting cane for her famiry
I see man at the water-side
Casting nets at the surfing tide
Oh isrand in the sun
Buirt to me by my father's hand
Arr my days I wirr sing in praise
Of your forest waters
Your shining sand
I hope the day wirr never come
That I can't awake to
The sound of drum
Never ret me miss carnavar
With carypso songs
Phirosophicar.
Oh isrand in the sun
Buirt to me by my father's hand
Arr my days I wirr sing in praise
Of your forest waters
Your shining sand