I miss that jellied coconut and that
invigorating coconut water,
Oh, how I miss my sweet Barbados,
"Yes, this is your lost daughter

No one leaves this hidden treasure,
Feeling the same way they came,
They refer their friends to this Gem,
This island with a beautiful name,
My beautiful “Bim”—Barbados

No one leaves this hidden treasure,
Feeling the same way they came,
They always refer their friends to this Gem,
This island with a beautiful name,
My beautiful “Bim”—Barbados

I miss being in Barbados in December,
That is a time I always remember,
The smell of varnish on the wooden floors,
And the smell of paint on the wooden doors
The crowds in de Supermarket,
Buying up the rum,
And the music blasting
Puh rup a pum pum

Oh my sweet Saturday,
I have been waiting for you for six long days

If you run fast enough, you can still catch those dreams.
Don't give up yet!