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Trini 2 De Bone
David Rudder
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Islands in the sun
Islands in the fun, mmm
Welcome, welcome one and all to de land of fete
Trini to de bone, big uup to de bone
When it come to bacchanal, well they can't beat we yet
Trini to de bone, Trini to de bone
Look, sweet women parade abundantly
De bredren dey full ah energy
Some people say God is a Trini
Paradise and all convincing me
God gave us a spirit, fiery
But nuttin' in de world don't bother we
But look a smart man gone wid we money
We still come out and mash up de party
(Sweet sweet T and T) Oh how I love up dis country
(Sweet sweet T and T) No place in dis world I'd rather be
Oh how I love up meh country
(Sweet sweet T and T) All dis sugar can't be good for me
(Oh oh) From Toco to Caroni
(Oh oh) Maravel to Sans Souci
(Oh oh) From Scarborough to Coco Reef
(Oh oh) Profiling on Fredrick Street
Oh how I love up dis country
(Sweet sweet T and T) No place in dis world I'd rather be
(Sweet sweet T and T) Oh how I love up meh country
(Sweet sweet T and T)
We come from de place where de people are the real energy
Trini to de bone, big up to de bone
You could get hot beach and de sun, but de heat really come from we
Trini to de bone, big up to de bone
Look at this a real Trini roti
Oh look at crab running from a curry
? colony
Well I've got to get there in a hurry
There's no place like home some people say
Though some have to leave to make their way
But in their hearts I know their destiny
To come home and big up they country
(Sweet sweet T and T) Lord how I love up dis country
No place in dis world I'd rather be
Lord how I love up meh country, yeah yeah yeah
All dis sugar can't be good for me
(Oh oh) From Couva to Signal Hill
(Oh oh) Arima to Charlotteville
(Oh oh) Matelot down to Port-A-Spain
(Oh oh) We playin' mas sun or rain
(Sweet sweet T and T) Oh how I love up dis country
(Sweet sweet T and T) No place in dis world I'd rather be
Look ah Trini gyal dey, she breaking away
Tobago gyal, oh what a bacchanal
De men gone wild, de wickedest style
De gyal look back, dey on de attack
De style just change, man re-arrange
De fete gone clear, 'cause nothing can compare to a Trini rising
Oh no no, nothing can compare to a Trini rising, no no no
As crazy as we might seem to be
We still fight to be a family
Indian, African or a Chinee
Syrian, French-Creole and Portugese
We vex with a spirit fiery
Some people say God is a Trini
Sweet women parade abundantly
Now de problem is plain to see
(Sweet sweet T and T) Oh how I love up meh country
(Sweet sweet T and T) There's no place on earth I'd rather be
(Sweet sweet T and T) Oh how I love up meh country
(Sweet sweet T and T) All dis sugar can't be good for me
(Oh oh) West Mooring to Locirot
(Oh oh) From Sando to Mayaro
(Oh oh) From Penal to Grand Riviere
(Oh oh) Sweetness in abundance everywhere
Oh how I love up meh country
Sweet T and T