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Coral and Lime Stones

Coral and lime stones You can take the country out of me However, not the trace of acid lime out of my blood Growing up on the island has its advantages Everybody was related to each other: and everyone knew each other real names. My grandmother was known as Nana to every little boy or girl We all were well mannered bare feet rug rats It was never about sparing the rod, and spoiling the brats It was slap and several back slaps No bad behave child were never reward back in those days What I cherish most was the sense of freedom playing in the open fields; running wild in the prickly grass and chasing rainbow butterflies in the hot sun until dinner time I remember lot of sunshine and weeks of rain Plenty of fresh air, and poor folks who always care about the welfare of each other Somehow, the earth tasted like lime, My cousin would take chunks of square dirt And chew on it: Nana scolds her each time However, every other weekend It was a dose of castor oil or cod-liver oil This made our little bodies tremble She called it cleansing your little souls And building strong bone and teeth My little Island was all coral and lime stones acres and acreage of sugarcane fields to roam With made the earth more sweet and rich Tropical; rainy season Petroleum, fish, natural gas on the tropical island of Barbados what more could any child asked for? besides being happy and safe Looking back with a warm feeling for the love of the island winds that blew Over the hills on windy days How can I not give back to the Island? My heart would always remains On the coral and lime stones earth. Where Pride and Industry of the little Island is our motto