Jamaica Oman

Lyrics
Jamaica oman cunny sah! Is how dem jinnal so? Look how long dem liberated An de man dem never know! Look how long Jamaica oman - Modder, sister, wife, sweetheart - Outa road an eena yard deh pon A dominate her part! From Maroon Nanny teck her body Bounce bullet back pon man, To when nowadays gal-pickney tun Spellin-Bee champion. From de grass root to de hill-top, In profession, skill an trade, Jamaica oman teck her time Dah mount an meck de grade. Some backa man a push, some side-a Man a hole him han, Some a lick sense eena man head, Some a guide him pon him plan! Neck an neck an foot an foot wid man She buckle hole "so-so rib" While man a call her "so-so-rib" Oman a tun backbone! An long before Oman Lib bruck out Over foreign lan Jamaica female wasa work Her liberated plan! Jamaica oman know she strong, She know she tallawah, But she no want her pickney-dem Fi start call her "Puppa". So de cunny Jamma oman Gwan like pants-suit is a style, An Jamaica man no know she wear De trousiz all de while! So Jamaica oman coaxin Fambly budget from explode A so Jamaica man a sing "Oman a heaby load!" But de cunny Jamma oman Ban her belly, bite her tongue, Ketch water, put pot pon fire An jus dig her toe a grung. For "Oman luck deh a dungle", Some rooted more dan some, But as long as fowl a scratch dungle heap Oman luck mus come! Lickle by lickle man start praise her, Day by day de praise a grow; So him praise her, so it sweet her, For she wonder if him know.
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Credits
- Writers
- Louise Bennett