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He's in the starting position, he looks to the sky, kissing the cross around his neck
No time to joke he's representing the black, green and gold
His eyes fixed to the finish line 
Winning is the only mission in mind
It’s time for business...the gun goes off ...he moves ...lightning fast
He's Bolt ...Jamaica to the world.
 
With a great big smile, he crosses the finish line no one to the right, no one to the left he knocks his chest
9.65 was his time
 The stadium screams...flags in hand the black, green and gold
Jamaica …Jamaica "Bolt to the world " they shouted

He knows he's great
He has no limits
He celebrates with pride in true Jamaican style
The crowd calls out Bolt ...Bolt ...Bolt...he dances to entertain them to a dancehall rhythm

He knows he will be remembered as the king of sprint
The Jamaican legend  
I am Usain Bolt the fastest man on earth

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