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I met a girl called Delcina
In the heart of America. What she told me:
"Tiger, I'm feeling sad
Take me to your home in La Trinidad"

I said, "I'm a simple Calypsonian
I can't pay your passage to my native land"
What she said: "Give the direction to me
I'll swim to Trinidad on the open sea"

We strolled up Lenox Avenue. You could imagine how
I ol' talked to put her through
I mean I had to use me Trinidadian brain
On our way to Brooklyn on the local train

My mother die an' lef' me alone
My father also caused me to roam
Should I take that burden on me
Rather spend my lifetime in custody

She took me to her home and her family
They treated me with great hospitality
Silk pyjama suit for I to sleep in
They bought face cream to keep my skin clean

And when I had a touch of rheumatism pain
The way she treated me, I cannot complain
Robert's Compound Syrup to take within
An' Sloan Linament was to rub my skin

She said, "I'm a true-born American
But, darling, I adorin' a West Indian
"Specially the boys from the land of Iere
They can cuddle up so romantically

"And with a little tact and kind courtesy
They command the fairer sex easily"
Also their pep an' vitality
Exile me to the land of La Trinity"