Looking Back

 

 

Hearing de National Anthem

I standing ramrod straight

 

I am a proud bajan

Some say poor great

 

At de Garrison Savannah

Back in nineteen sixty-six

 

See de playing field

In a such a muddy fix

 

Never see so much bajans

In muh entire life

 

All o’ dem wid one purpose

Independence not strife

 

There in dey numbers

Not caring ‘bout de mud

 

Packing in de Garrison

As many as dey could

 

Some walked for miles

Some come by donkey cart

 

A few come by motorcar

All bajans to de heart

 

 

For this very night

They had eagerly planned

 

Every one of them

Down to a single man

 

Was plenty activity

Then de moment come

 

 

We see Errol Barrow

What a great Barbadian son!

 

Standing like a soldier

Was a moment to brag

 

 

Down went de Union Jack

Up went de bajan flag

 

 

See de Broken Trident

Sitting on yellow and blue

 

Flying in de cool night air

What a splendid view

 

Suddenly de sky lit up

With a variety of colour

 

Announcing Barbados

World’s latest super power

 

That’s how we felt

Bajans through and through

 

Don’t get vex wid we

We just have to tell you

 

This is we nation

Built under God

 

From de top o’ de hills

Right to de earthly sod

 

 

We are a proud people

Of what we have achieved

 

Thanking God this very night

For what we have received

 

Meditate upon these words

Follow me as I pray

 

God bless this country

Every night and every day

 

With God we’ve come this far

With God we will survive

 

With God we will endeavour

With God we’ll ever strive

 

Thank you God for Bim

Save us Lord from all our sin

 

Stewart Russell © 2012