O Island in the sun
Willed to me by my father's hand
All my days I will sing in praise
Of your forest, waters, your shining sands
As morning breaks, the heaven on high
I lift my heavy load up to the sky
The sun comes out with a burning glow
Mingles my sweat with the earth below
O Island in the sun
Willed to me by my father's hand
All my days I will sing in praise
Of your forest, waters, your shining sands
I see woman on bended knee
Cutting cane for the family
I see man by the waterside
Casting his nets into the surging tide
O Island in the sun
Willed to me by my father's hand
All my days I will sing in praise
Of your forest, waters, your shining sands
This is my island in the sun
Where my people have toiled since time begun
And though I've sailed through many a sea
Its shores will always be home to me
Harry Belafonte and Lord Burgess