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Singer: Melody
Well the last election
Burnhamites had the place in confusion
Yes the last election
Burnhamites had the place in confusion
Everywhere you pass is "Mr.B"
"How about Mr.J?" [Cheddi Jagan] "Doh worry wid he".
But an Indian calypsonian name Lall
Had Georgetown like Monday Carnival
Vote Jairam - A-ha
Vote Seeram - A-ha
Vote Beharry A-ha
Apan Jaat! Marsaray kay kilwili
[our own race/caste! Beat those Creoles well!]
From corner to corner
Night after night crowds get larger
Some promising money
Some promising milk and honey
This time the speaker full o' zeal
Telling you who does tief from who does steal
And who isn't entitled to the vote
But in the end the Indian cut dey throat
[Chorus]
Vote Jairam - A-ha
Vote Seeram - A-ha
Vote Beharry A-ha
Apan Jaat! Chutna Kilwili
Mr.B should a come first
But black people too conniving and pompous
They should have done like the Indian
Walk down to the polling station
But no! They want a aeroplane
Because the weather report say it will rain
And with that they sign their destiny
My people too stupid, believe me
[Chorus]
Vote Jairam - A-ha
Vote Seeram - A-ha
Vote Beharry A-ha
Apan Jaat! Tweh Kilwili
Apan Jaat! Chutna Kilwili
Apan Jaat! Twehhhhh. |
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