This station, rules the nation!

Come on, come on, yaaa, yaaa!

Here we go, yaaa, yaaa, go back to the island, boy!

(Chorus:)

Wake up early one morning

Kiss my mama goodbye

Goin' back to the island,

I'll see ya, don't to worry mama,

Don't cry, yaaaa, everybody, let's do it

Be leaving on the island stable

I sure hope that she's still able

Goin' to sea around 5 'o' clock

I'll stand at the bow and see the dock out

In the fields from dawn,

Til dusk, swimmin' in the blue hole is a must.

That island, where I was born

First thing I will do is grow some corn

(Chorus...)

Been cookin' outside in the iron pot

So young when I learned, I haven't forgot, Out to

cast, and

walking old folks

Smokin' pipes and talking

Saturday night we're gonna dance and sway

Shake my bell, do the dawn day people

Don't you understand, live like a king

And be a happy man

(Chorus...)

TAYLOR & ZAC: "Go back to the island boy"

Ya, ya, ya, ya,

TAYLOR & ZAC: "Are you ready? How ya goin' get

there?"

ISAAC: "By mail boat"

TAYLOR & ZAC: "Are you ready?" How ya goin' get

there?"

ISAAC: "By mail boat!"

A go, a go, a go, a go ,a go , a go, a go,

A go, a go, a go, a go, a go,

We got to go down to Nassau, go to New USA,

Go to Cat Island, Long Key and X-Zuba,

Go down to Frequia, go to New Guinea,

Go to Long Island and Latina

(Chorus...)

ya....ya....ya....ya....I got to go, I got to go,

I got to go back to the island

I got to go, I got to go, I got to go back

To the island, I got to go back, I got to go back,

I got to go back to the island

I got to go, I got to go, I got to go back to the

island

(Chorus...)

Ya....ya....ya....ya....