Top Songs By Julian Marley
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Julian Marley
Guitar
Conrad Scarlett
Keyboards
Craig McCalla
Guitar
Dave Fullwood
Trumpet
Dougal Caston
Tenor Saxophone
Jacob Marley
Percussion
Kirk Barnett
Drums
Noel Davey
Keyboards
Owen Reid
Bass
Roobny Ligonde
Percussion
Vin Gordon
Trombone
Winston "Bo-Pee" Bowen
Guitar
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Julian Marley
Producer
Gennaro Schiano
Engineer
Marc Lee
Mixing Engineer
Roland Dermott
Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Ah, yeah
Whoa-yo, whoa-yo
Yeah
[Verse 2]
Cooling in Jamaica on the white, warm sands
Sippin' on the juice, and I get a suntan
If you're thinkin' I'm a tourist, I'm a West Indian
(Part of the nation)
Born of England and a true African
[Verse 3]
I'm gonna take it cool for a day, just feel the waves
Take time for myself to release and orchestrate
I've been workin' real hard, now I'm tired and worn
Ain't no buts or maybes, for this I've been waiting long
[Verse 4]
Now we're cooling in Jamaica on the white, warm sands
Sippin' on hot cocoa, and I get a suntan
If you're thinkin' I'm a tourist, I'm a West Indian
(Part of the nation)
Born of England and a true African
[Verse 5]
Life full of greatness, it's wasted if hasted
Yes, I might watch the clock, but still find time to rock
I've found my solution to the stress and pollution
I'll go have some fun under the blue skies and sun now
[Verse 6]
Now we're cooling in Jamaica on the white, warm sands
Sippin' on the juice, and I get a suntan
If you're thinkin' I'm a tourist, I'm a West Indian
(Part of the nation)
Born of England and a true African
[Verse 7]
I'm relaxed but not lazy, green trees keep me hazy
My vibe is so raised, I truly appreciate
Freedom of the mind is good, and your soul and body, too
So live up to the best and you'll have less regrets
[Verse 8]
Now we're cooling in Jamaica on the white, warm sands
Sippin' on hot cocoa, and I get a suntan
If you're thinkin' I'm a tourist, I'm a West Indian
(Part of the nation)
Born of England and a true African
[Verse 9]
You never know it's a mistake
You never know it's almost done
No post code in ah England
No post code in America
You never know it's a mistake
You never know it's almost done
Born in ah England
And come live in ah Jamaica
[Verse 10]
Now we're off to Jamaica, to the white, warm sands
Sippin' on a juice, and I get a suntan
If you're thinkin' I'm a tourist, I'm a West Indian
(Part of the nation)
Born of England and a true African
[Verse 11]
Lord, have mercy
Something to quench my thirst, ah, yeah
Ay
Written by: Julian Marley