Angelina and the Yankee

A fat Yankee sailor just come off a boat
Walk in a night club, expose a few Yankee dollar notes
Angelina pick him up, carry him by she
The next thing I see Angie making baby
But the Yankee gone
He leave Port of Spain
She waiting in vain
I’m sorry for she
And she big belly
He ain’t coming back again
When she tell the sailor what happen to she
All he said was «Honey, we’ll join in matrimony»
Oh Lord Angie was happy, she jumping with joy
Making preparation for a baby boy
But the Yankee gone
He leave Port of Spain
She waiting in vain
I’m sorry for she
And she big big belly
He ain’t coming back again
Wdding preparation, people sh invite
For the celebration but the sailor ain’t even write
But still Angie was ready, the priest done get pay
The house put away for the wedding day
And the Yankee gone
He leave Port of Spain
She waiting in vain
I’m sorry for she
And she big belly
He ain’t coming back again
Well she can’t find the sailor
She try all kind of Obeah
She had a red candle paint up with mustard
In every crossroad in Trinidad
When that wouldn’t work at all
She say Peter got to pay for Paul
Pick up a Grenadian
And married the day as planned
Though the Yankee gone
He leave Port of Spain
She ain’t waiting in vain
Man she set a trap
And when it snapped
Is a Grenadian take the rap