This station, rules the nation! Come on, come on, yaaa, yaaa! Here we go, yaaa, yaaa, go back to the island, boy! Chorus: Wake up early one morning Kiss my mama goodbye Goin' back to the island I'll see ya, don't worry mama Don't cry, yaaaa, everybody, lets do it.(End of chorus.) Be leaving on the island stable I sure hope that she's still able Goin' to sea around 5 'o' clock I'll stand at the bow and see the dock out In the fields from dawn Til dusk, swimmin' in the blue hole is a must That island, where I was born First thing I will do is grow some corn (Chorus...) Been cookin' outside in the iron pot So young when I learned, I haven't forgot, Out to cast, and Walking old folks Smokin' pipes and talking Saturday night we're gonna dance and sway Shake my bell, do the dawn day people Don't you understand, live like a king And be a happy man (Chorus...) TAYLOR & ZAC: "Go back to the island boy" Ya, ya, ya, ya TAYLOR & ZAC: "Are you ready? How ya goin' get there?" ISAAC: "By mail boat" TAYLOR & ZAC: "Are you ready?" How ya goin' get there?" ISAAC: "By mail boat!" A go, a go, a go, a go ,a go , a go, a go A go, a go, a go, a go, a go We got to go down to Na**au, go to New USA Go to Cat Island, Long Key and X-Zuba Go down to Frequia, go to New Guinea Go to Long Island and Latina (Chorus...) Ya....ya....ya....ya....I got to go, I got to go I got to go back to the island I got to go, I got to go, I got to go back To the island, I got to go back, I got to go back I got to go back to the island I got to go, I got to go, I got to go back to the island (Chorus...) Ya....ya....ya....ya....