Calypso/Soca melodic rhythm



LIVING  ON  THIS  ISLAND



I’m living on this island – called Paradise.
I’m living on this island –
where I don’t think twice:
and I laze all day, 
watch the flying-fish play;
while the monkeys chatter -
 and nothing ever matters –
that’s why I’m living on this island -
called Paradise.
I’m living on this island –
where I don’t think twice.

Then in from the sea
there blows a soft breeze
that cools me down
and sways the palm tree leaves -
And a humming-bird hovers
as it takes a sip
of the sweetened nectar
from a pretty flower’s lip -
that’s why I’m living on this island -
called Paradise.
I’m living on this island –
where I don’t think twice.

Then, when the coconuts are ripe
you catch them as they fall,
and you drink the milk
so sweet and cool -
And young lovers kiss
 in the setting sun;
everyone’s happy
 having so much fun –
I’m living on this island – called Paradise.
I’m living on this island –
where I don’t think twice:
and I laze all day, 
watch the flying-fish play;
while the monkeys chatter -
 and nothing ever matters –
that’s why I’m living on this island -
called Paradise.
I’m living on this island –
where I don’t think twice.
	
Here, the girls are pretty
and the fish tastes great:
there’s guava and yams
and mangos on your plate -
Now, I’m dozing here
with a beer in my hand;
and there’s no end
of ice-cold cans (Cokes, Coors, Rums, Buds, etc.) 
that’s why I’m living on this island -
called Paradise.

And the sandy beach is white;
sky and sea bright blue:
the music’s Calypso –
and I’m in love with you –
that’s why I’m living on this island -
called Paradise.

I’m living on this island – called Paradise.
I’m living on this island –
where I don’t think twice.
 I’m living on this island – called Paradise.
I’m living on this island –
where I don’t think twice.
 I’m living on this island – called Paradise.
I’m living on this island –
where I don’t think twice.
Copyright - Simon Leak
30th. Jan. 2004