Text: Doobie Brothers. Toulouse Street. Mamaloi.

Layin' back, sittin? in the sunshine,
hot wind, I drink me little rum wine,
straw hat down across my eyes, lettin' the world go by.
Music it starts my toes a-tappin',
drum beat, it set my hands a clappin?,
rum wine, it get my head a spinnin?, turn a-round and ?round.

Caribbean current please take me, I hear you callin' me home,
got to get back to Jamaica, I want no more to roam.
Caribbean current please take me, I hear you callin' me home,
got to get back to Jamaica.

Gypsy, she say I got the fever,
I don?t know whether to believe her,
But when the wind blows from the sea,
my soul starts to fly away.
She give me charm that will protect me,
necklace with stone from far across the sea,
but island magic much too strong, it won?t let me go this time.

Caribbean current please take me, I hear you callin' me home,
got to get back to Jamaica, I want no more to roam.
Caribbean current please take me, I hear you callin' me home,
got to get back to Jamaica.

Caribbean current please take me, I hear you callin' me home,
got to get back to Jamaica, I want no more to roam.
Caribbean current please take me, I hear you callin' me home,
got to get back to Jamaica