Folk Song

Folk Song

(Jamaican Creole)

(English)

I carry mi ackee, go a Linstead Market
Not a quattie worth sell
I carry me ackee, go a Linstead Market
Not a quattie worth sell.

(Chorus)
Lawd what a night, not a bite
What a Saturday night
Lawd what a night not a bite
What a Saturday night.

Everybody come feel up, feel up
Not a quattie worth sell
Everybody come feel up, feel up
Not a quattie worth sell.

(Chorus)

Do mi mommy nuh beat mi kill mi
Sake (take) a Merry-go-round
Do mi mommy don't beat me kill
Sake a Merry-go-round.

(Chorus)

All di pickney dem a linga linga
Fi weh dem mumma no bring
All di pickney dem a linga linga
Fi weh dem mumma no bring.

Lawd, what a night, not a bite
What a Saturday night
Lawd, what a night, not a bite
How di pickney gwine feed?

I carried my ackee fruit going to Linstead Market,
Not a penny-worth sold.
I carried my ackee fruit going to Linstead Market,
Not a penny-worth sold.

(Chorus)
Lord what a night, not a bite*,
What a Saturday night.
Lord what a night not a bite,
What a Saturday night.

Everybody came to squeeze it, squeeze it,
Not a penny-worth sold.
Everybody came to squeeze it, squeeze it,
Not a penny-worth sold.

(Chorus)

My mommy don't beat me, kill me,
For the sake of a Merry-go-round.
My mommy don't beat me, kill me,
For the sake of a Merry-go-round.

(Chorus)

All the children they lingered, lingered,
For what their mama didn't bring**
All the children they lingered, lingered,
For what their mama didn't bring.

Lord, what a night, not a bite
What a Saturday night
Lord, what a night, not a bite
How will the children be fed?