PARTING OF THE BACKSIDE ACHE. ( Burgess weeks)

Down the way, in which the nights are homosexual.
And the sun shines merrily on the mountain topside.
I took a journey on a sail ship.
And as I backside ache reached, formed I an attack.

But I' to say m sadly, I' m on my way.
Won' t is back for many one day.
My heart is down, my head turns around Kingston city
The small young girl to put in my lower part I had to leave

Down at the market you can hear.
Ladies cry out, while on their heads they carry.
Akee, rice, salt fish are nice.
And the rum is finely at any time from the year.

Tones of the laughter everywhere.
And the dancing girls affect back and front.
I must explain that my heart is there.
I' VE one, which from Maine to Mexico comes.