Some kick the shoes off me feet
Dem a bless the cup, thirty-two sounds me reek
Give thanks for the love me receive
Me work every day, inna the street
And every day end with nights like these
When a holiday, just for the deeds
White t-shirt and a coat of jeans
And we no need no sneakers
No
Sun grains a massage me feet
Blessing a flow like river
Girl drop a sleeve, she steam the Indy
Cah wake her and say
Sun burning up till it red
Welcome to Kingston every day
Kingston summer every day