Jamaica was the lovely one, I played her well

As we lay in the tall grass where the shadows fell

Hiding from the children, so they would not tell

We would stay there 'til her sister rang the evening bell



Jamaica, say you will

Help me find a way to fill these empty hours



Say you will come again tomorrow



The daughter of a captain on the rolling seas

She would stare across the water from the trees

Last time, he was home he held her on his knees

And said the next time, they would sail away just where they pleased



Jamaica, say you will

Help me find a way to fill these lifeless sails

And stay until my ships can find the sea



Jamaica was a sweet young one, I loved her true

She was a comfort and a mercy through and through

Hiding from this world together, next thing I knew

We had brought her things down to the bay, what could I do



Jamaica, say you will

Help me find a way to fill these sails

And we will sail until our waters have run dry

Writer : JACKSON BROWNE
Copyright : Lyrics © MICHAEL H GOLDSEN INC