44/876 Album

Artist(s): Sting & Shaggy

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Sting & Shaggy 44/876 Cover Art

Tracklist

44/876

producer: Sting International and Dwayne Shippy
mixer: Robert Orton
keyboard: Dwayne Shippy, Shane Hoosong and Martin Kierszenbaum
instrument: Sting International
background vocals: Melissa Musique, Dwayne Shippy, Morgan Heritage, Kamari Martin and Gene Noble
composer: Martin Kierszenbaum, Shaggy, Sting, Dwayne Shippy, Shaun Pizzonia, Sheldon Lawrence, Rohan Oniel Rankine
lyricist: Martin Kierszenbaum, Shaggy, Sting, Dwayne Shippy, Shaun Pizzonia, Sheldon Lawrence, Rohan Oniel Rankine

Morning Is Coming

length: 3:12
producer: Sting International
mixer: Sting International
guitar: Robert Browne and Dominic Miller
keyboard: Steven “Lenky” Marsden and Martin Kierszenbaum
horn: Zachary Lucas, Robert Stringer, David Barnes and Joel Gonzalez
bass guitar: Dave Richards
drums (drum set): Sting International
saxophone: Branford Marsalis
unspecified drum: Mark Darson
composer: Shaggy, Sting, Shaun Pizzonia, Rohan Oniel Rankine
lyricist: Shaggy, Sting, Shaun Pizzonia, Rohan Oniel Rankine
It's a beautiful day
For me to rock around your way
Oh what you wanna say Sting?

Sweet nightingale
Why do you wake me so
Sweet nightingale
You're telling me something I don't know

It's quarter to three
You're singing driving me right outta my tree
I'm so tired that I could weep
When all the other birdies are still fast asleep, yeah

Morning is coming
Morning is on it's way
Morning is coming
It's revelation day

Sweet nightingale
We'll talk it over in the light of day
Why can't it wait
I need my beauty sleep whatever you say

Wake up, it's a beautiful day
Wake up, don't you hear what I say
'Cause I be rocking in my shoes
To this sweet reggae groove
Ain't nobody gonna spoil my mood

To this beautiful sunshine I'm rising up
Just a positive vibe me you sun build me up
Overflowing like the odd coffee inna me cup
Ain't no time for easing up (Yeah!)

Morning is coming
Morning is on it's way
Morning is coming
It's revelation day

Oh nightingale
You broke a dream or I don't live on my own
Oh nightingale
I look around but there's nobody home

Round yourself and get out of bed (Uh-uh)
And drag your comb across your sleepy head
Clean your teeth and wash your face
Look like you're a member of the human race

Wake up, it's a beautiful day
Mi say fi wake up, don't you hear what I say
'Cause I be rocking in my shoes
To this sweet reggae groove
Ain't nobody gonna spoil my mood

Now miss a morning time bop to evening time
Miss a message when me used to uplift mankind
Whether you no affi bubble, or you no affi whine
Enjoy, it's a beautiful time

Oh, morning is coming
Morning is on it's way
Morning is coming
It's revelation day

Morning is coming
Morning is on it's way
Morning is coming
It's revelation day

Waiting for the Break of Day

length: 3:19
producer: Sting International
piano: Geoffrey Keezer and Martin Kierszenbaum
mixer: Robert Orton and Sting International
keyboard: Dwayne Shippy, Sting and Martin Kierszenbaum
percussion: Sting International and Robert Orton
strings arranger: Dwayne Shippy and Sting
bass guitar: Sting
drums (drum set): Sting International
background vocals: Gene Noble and Melissa Musique
composer: Shaggy, Sting, Dwayne Shippy, Shaun Pizzonia
lyricist: Shaggy, Sting, Dwayne Shippy, Shaun Pizzonia
Right now da ting hopefully get real
Right now da ting hopefully get real
Right now da ting hopefully get real
Right now da ting hopefully get real
I wait no corners if they cut no deal

When the sun goes down
Alive, the world won't stay
Come lay down here beside me
Waitin' for the break of day

In the darkest night
The moon she stays away
Come on, hold me close tonight
We're waitin' for the break of day
Come and hold me close tonight
Waitin' for the break of day (for the break, for the break, yeah)

Blue moon rising
Tides and dark skies
Overnight passing ships will collide
Overside clearly seen at moon-tide
Chest full belly
I think I'm swallowed by
Pace back and forth
Still can't find the motion
Weary hands tremor
So they pray up devotion
A minimum toll
So the soul must pay
With tears streaming down
Cry for the break of day

In the fallin' rain
All your trust betrayed
Them that try to ease your pain
Are waitin' for the break of day

When the laws are wicked
You're forced to disobey
Stand out there on the picket line
Waitin' for the break of day
You stand out there on the picket line
Waitin' for the break of day

You see some politicians
You hear the things they say
You hear the falseness in their positions
We're waitin' for the break of day

When the light of wisdom
Hides itself away
There is yet another kingdom
Waitin' for the break of day
There is yet another kingdom
Waitin' for the break of day

Gotta Get Back My Baby

length: 2:57
producer: Martin Kierszenbaum and Teflon
piano: Martin Kierszenbaum
mixer: Robert Orton
organ: Martin Kierszenbaum
percussion: Martin Kierszenbaum
clavichord: Martin Kierszenbaum
bass guitar: Sting
keyboard: Teflon
synthesizer: Robert Orton and Martin Kierszenbaum
drums (drum set): Teflon
background vocals: Gene Noble
guitar: Dominic Miller
composer: Martin Kierszenbaum, Sheldon Harris, Andre Fennell, Shaggy, Sting
lyricist: Martin Kierszenbaum, Sheldon Harris, Andre Fennell, Shaggy, Sting
I’m sitting here staring at the four walls thinking what is it I got to do?
Get back my baby
Lonely is taking over now and my heart’s kinda heavy so
I gotta get back my baby
I’m feeling kind of hopeless now, should have never messed around
You never know what you got ‘til the moment that you lose it
I gotta get back my baby

My girl, why, tell me what I got to say now
'Cause I don’t really wanna see you wave, bye
I can’t bear all this pain in my heart
I swear I won’t lie
As soon as you walk out the door tell me why I realize
I can’t live without you

Sitting here staring at the four walls thinking what is it I got to do?
Get back my baby
Lonely is taking over now and my heart’s kinda heavy so
I gotta get back my baby
I’m feeling kind of hopeless now, should have never messed around
You never know what you got ‘til the moment that you lose it
I gotta get back my baby

As she cries telling me that we’re through, I can’t deny
Won’t deny, on my bended knee
Best to give it a try
Stop, goodbye, she won’t even look me in the eye
Baby, I lied but I love you
I’ll do anything girl

Sitting here staring at the four walls thinking what is it I got to do?
Get back my baby
Lonely is taking over now and my heart’s kinda heavy so
I gotta get back my baby
I’m feeling kind of hopeless now, should have never messed around
You never know what you got ‘til the moment that you lose it
I gotta get back my baby

At night I wonder
Why did I commit such blunder?
Now the pain is taking me under
She deleted my number
Nightmare, I woke from my slumber
I'm thinking baby what should I say
Tell me where have you gone?
Baby when you coming home?
I need you by my side and my throne
As I grow weak, without you girl I’m incomplete
I’ll do anything just to make it up

Sitting here staring at the four walls thinking what is it I got to do?
Get back my baby
Lonely is taking over now and my heart’s kinda heavy so
I gotta get back my baby
I’m feeling kind of hopeless now, should have never messed around
You never know what you got ‘til the moment that you lose it
I gotta get back my baby

Don’t Make Me Wait

length: 3:36
producer: Sting International
vocal: Sting
mixer: Sting International
engineer: Robert Orton, Sting International and Tony Lake
additional producer: Kameron Corvet, Dwayne Shippy and Kennard Garrett
background vocals: Sting, Sting International and Gene Noble
guitar: Dominic Miller and Kameron Corvet
keyboard: Martin Kierszenbaum, Machine Gun Funk and Dwayne Shippy
editor: Sting International and Martin Kierszenbaum
drums (drum set): Sting International
composer: Kennard Garrett, Kameron Corvet, Shaun Pizzonia, Shaggy, Sting, Ashante Reid
lyricist: Shaggy, Sting, Shaun Pizzonia, Kennard Garrett, Ashante Reid, Kameron Corvet
Don't make me wait
Don't make me wait in vain, to love you
Can't wait to give you mi last name
Don't make me wait, don't make me too long, girl
Don't make me wait, don't make me wait
To love, to love, to love you
Don't make me wait, don't make me wait
To love, to love, to love you
A wah mi say

It didn't take me long to fall in love with your mind
And I won't even mention the way your body perfectly design, so fine
And judging from your outlook on life, I knew this would be more than jus' one night
But now I'm ready for the next level and you're telling me you need more time
No crime, nothing wrong with waitin' a little bit
You know this is more to me than jus' hittin' it
But you only get a love like this once in a lifetime
And if this is our change I ain't missing it
My whole life I ain't felt like this, jus' wanna run I don't wanna fight this
I ain't rushin' you to make up your mind, jus' wanna put some more quality in a we time
Come on, girl!

Don't make me wait, don't make me wait
To love, to love, to love you
I can't wait no fi love ya
Don't make me wait, don't make me wait
To love, to love, to love you

I don't want you to think I'm rushin' you
I know you like to take your time (time, time)
I'm already sold on the idea, of you and I
Just tell me where I need to sign
'Cause I've been searching for a while, girl
And I know what works for me (oh, oh)
All I need to know if this is what you want, girl
'Cause I'm already where I need to be
So don't make me wait

Don't make me wait, don't make me wait
To love, to love, to love you
I can't wait no longer
Don't make me wait, don't make me wait
To love, to love, to love you
Say wah

You don't wanna rush and I don't wanna take my time
I'm putting everything on the line
They say that true love's hard to find
I'm ready now to make you mine

Don't make me wait
Baby, now, baby, now, don't make me wait
You gotta say yeah, yeah, yeah
Don't make me wait
Baby, now, baby, now, don't make me wait
Don't make me wait

Just One Lifetime

length: 3:31
producer: Shane Hoosong and Sting International
mixer: Robert Orton
keyboard: Shane Hoosong, Dwayne Shippy and Martin Kierszenbaum
percussion: Shane Hoosong
saxophone: David Tv Barnes and Branford Marsalis
bass guitar: Sting International and Sting
drums (drum set): Zach Jones
guitar: Dominic Miller
The time has come, the Walrus said
Talk of many things
Ship and shoes and sealing wax
Of cabbages and kings

Life a the greatest gift given to humanity
Surround yourself with a lot a positive energy
Yuh can buy it even if yuh have whole heap a money
And das why we spread love inna the community
Yuh coulda be small man or a celebrity
Yuh coulda live uptown or di inna city
Wi need a world full peace and serenity
Sting come sing out fi everybody

The time has come, as Shaggy said
To talk of many things
Of ships and shoes and sealing wax
Of cabbages and kings

The planets turn in retrograde
The moon seems to have fled
The world is spinning upside down
It landed on its head

Just one lifetime
And there’s only one (and there is only one)
Yes there’s only one (said there is only one)
Just one life to live (one life to live yeah)
Assuming that we’ll make it
We’ve no choice but to take it (c'mon)

I’m with you, the Walrus said
We’ll dress for heavy weather
Whatever’s on the road ahead
We’re in this now together

We thought we’d make a run for it
Not knowing where we’re headed
We packed the car with both our bags
And filled her up unleaded

Just one lifetime (one lifetime)
And there’s only one (and there is only one)
Yes there’s only one (and there is only one)
Just one life to live (one life to live yeah)
Assuming that we’ll make it
We’ve no choice but to take it

Come meck wi tek a page out a di book of life
Leggo negativity and do what’s right
Wi no longer need fi a fuss or fight
Unite the world an show dem what's right
Dis generation a set a new trend
Replace di word enemy wid friends
Leaders a di world these rules can’t bend
Dis a di message wi send to dem

The time had come, a reckoning
We all knew it was coming
We headed North on empty roads
The engine gently humming

The Walrus smoked a cigarette
He claimed it was his last
No signs of life, no gas, no food
In all the empty towns we passed

For all we have is me and you
It has to be enough
I’ve got your back and you’ve got mine
If the going it gets rough

Just one lifetime (one life to live yeah)
And there’s only one (and there is only one)
Yes there’s only one (and there is only one)
Just one life to live (one one one one life to live now)
Assuming that we’ll make it (yeah)
We’ve no choice but to take it

The time has come, the Walrus said
To talk of many things
Of ships and shoes and sealing wax
Of cabbages and kings

22nd Street

length: 4:01
producer: Sting International
mixer: Sting International
guitar: Andy Bassford, Dominic Miller and Sting International
keyboard: Machine Gun Funk, Martin Kierszenbaum and Dwayne Shippy
bass guitar: Sting and Sting International
drums (drum set): Karl W. Wright
You see me walking in the streets at night
Just following the sound of my lonely feet
I’m relinquishing of all control
My mind’s in tactical retreat

I doubt you even live here still
But it quickens up the pace of my heartbeat
When I find myself by accident
On 22nd Street

All the years, since bittersweet
Are chapters in a story book
That still is incomplete
The falling leaves will tumble to defeat
But nothing’s ever changed round here
On 22nd Street

Every time I’m at the spot I remember
22nd was the place I met the girl of dreams
A bright sunny day in November
Such a beautiful sight staring right back at me

To get yuh body was my goal
But yuh fit perfectly inna di wifey roll
Yuh have mi unda control
On 22nd Street weh yuh capture mi heart and soul

I have a dream that I can’t shake
A dream where lonely lovers meet
On the corner of the avenue
And 22nd Street

The street musicians start to play
Their violins so sweet
We can’t help ourselves but dance
These steps we must complete

All the years, since bittersweet
Are chapters in a fairy tale
That still lies incomplete
The falling leaves are destined to repeat
That nothing’s ever changed round here
On 22nd Street

Well any time I walk the spot I remember
22nd was the place I met the girl of dreams
A bright sunny day in November
Such a beautiful sight staring right back at me

I couldn’t leave you alone
Something inside told me I’m gonna make you my own
I had you locked in my zone
You are the queen of my life and the heir to my throne

All the years, since bittersweet
Are chapters in a fairy tale
That still lies incomplete
The falling leaves will tumble to defeat
I find myself alone again
On 22nd Street
On 22nd Street

22nd Street
22nd Street

Dreaming in the U.S.A.

length: 3:09
producer: Sting and Martin Kierszenbaum
mixer: Robert Orton
guitar: Dominic Miller and Martin Kierszenbaum
keyboard: Martin Kierszenbaum, Shane Hoosong and Dwayne Shippy
percussion: Martin Kierszenbaum
bass guitar: Sting
drums (drum set): Zach Jones
background vocals: Sting, Gene Noble, Melissa Musique, Zach Jones and Sting International
saxophone: Branford Marsalis
I was a boy, I was dreaming of the U.S.A.
All the movies I see are from the same place
All the music I love is from the U.S.A.
All the stars that I see have an American face

The only blue jeans I wear are from the U.S.A.
The sneakers here on my feet, they are American made
Presley, Monroe and Dean are from the U.S.A.
Louis Armstrong, Sinatra and Marvin Gaye

(Dreaming) Dreaming in the U.S.A.
(Dreaming) Dreaming in the U.S.A.
(Dreaming) Dreaming in the U.S.A.
(Dreaming) Dreaming in the United States

You seek a visa, you’re dreaming of the U.S.A.
It’s never easier looking for another way
God bless America, dreaming of the U.S.A.
Are we hysterical, dreaming of the United States?

(Dreaming) Dreaming in the U.S.A.
(Dreaming) Dreaming in the U.S.A.
(Dreaming) Dreaming in the U.S.A.
(Dreaming) Dreaming in the United States

Don’t stop dreaming
Don’t stop dreaming
Don’t stop dreaming
Don’t stop dreaming

And so they work in the fields across the U.S.A.
The work nobody else wants to feed their family
They join the army, they’re fighting for the U.S.A.
Here in the land of the brave, and the home of the free

(Dreaming) Dreaming in the U.S.A.
(Dreaming) Dreaming in the U.S.A.
(Dreaming) Dreaming in the U.S.A.
(Dreaming) Dreaming in the United States

Big up all of mi people who live and working right here inside of America
Get up every morning working two jobs to make it here in America
I’m a military man who carried arms and fight in defense of America
I await the day when we will all inhabit a better America

Dreaming, dreaming, dreaming in the U.S.A.
Dreaming, dreaming, dreaming in the U.S.A.
Dreaming, dreaming, dreaming in the U.S.A.
Dreaming, dreaming, dreaming in the U.S.A.

Crooked Tree

length: 3:38
producer: Sting International
piano: Geoffrey Keezer
mixer: Sting International
Rhodes piano: Martin Kierszenbaum
additional producer: Martin Kierszenbaum, Shane Hoosong and Dwayne Shippy
guitar: Dominic Miller, Dwayne Shippy and Martin Kierszenbaum
keyboard: Martin Kierszenbaum, Shane Hoosong and Dwayne Shippy
trombone: Clark Gayton
bass guitar: Martin Kierszenbaum and Sting
drums (drum set): Shane Hoosong and Sting International
effects: Sting International, Martin Kierszenbaum, Heather Kierszenbaum, Shane Hoosong and Dwayne Shippy
spoken vocals: Joan Campbell
All rise for the Honorable Judge Burrell

This court is called to order
These charges are serious
Stand up and face the bench
What do you plead, Sir? What do you plead?

“Guilty as charged,” the Judge decreed, “stand up and face the bench
I have some words to say to you before we recommence
A list of crimes this serious, I swear I have not seen
In all the years that I have served Her Majesty the Queen

Arson, murder, blackmail, grand larceny and theft
Drug dealing, human trafficking, I ask the court, what’s left?
Are there words of mitigation, before I pass the sentence?
Anything that you can tell the court to add to your defense?”

I faced the court, thought long and hard before I gave reply
“There’s something that you need to hear, from me before I die
The circumstances of my birth were something short of bliss
I have this from my mother, it was told to me like this

The day that I was born, she said, The Good Lord woke from slumber
Looking ‘round his timber yard, He found He had no lumber
Apart from some old twisted branch, in shadows left to lurk
He pulled it out into the light and set about his work.

She told me that the world should not expect too much of me
When the Good Lord carved my crooked soul, out of a crooked tree
When the Good Lord carved my crooked soul, out of a crooked tree.”

“Stand up and face the bench
I’ve heard all you’ve got to say
That there look on your face says you’re guilty
And now it’s your judgment day.”

“I’m not asking for forgiveness
I’m not proud of what I’ve done
I did the things I had to do, like any other mother’s son
None of us are perfect, so remember what you see
When the Good Lord carved this crooked soul, out of a crooked tree

I don't wan hear no more
That's enough, take the defendant out
Order in the court! Order in the court!
I said order in the court!

To Love and Be Loved

length: 3:30
producer: Machine Gun Funk and Sting International
mixer: Sting International
guitar: Sting International and Dwayne Shippy
keyboard: Machine Gun Funk, Sting International, Dwayne Shippy, Shane Hoosong and Martin Kierszenbaum
bass guitar: Robert “Robbie” Shakespeare
drums (drum set): Sting International and Machine Gun Funk
Well dis yah one yah keep yuh rocking in the streets
And meck yuh skank and just a dance off yuh feet
Dem neva know seh dem yah riddim yah so sweet
Music a the people heartbeat

So just dance if yuh dancing
(Dance if yuh dancing)
Skank if yuh skanking
(Skank if yuh skanking)
Move now if yuh moving
(Move now if yuh moving)
Groove now if yuh grooving

When she moves
When she moves me inside
I feel so right now
I’ve got nothing to hide
When she moves (da way you're moving and grooving)
Sends my spirit so high
I love this groove now
I feel like touching the sky

I love this
To love and be loved
Above this?
Only heavens above
I love this feeling
To love and be loved
No thing better
To love and be loved

So mi say listen meck mi tell yuh this
Dem yah music wi a play have me a reminisce
Rubba dub weh wi a rock to a the nicest
Yuh nuh see wi have the whole world a vibe it

Now we can give the dance floor new meaning
Wid this musical vibe that we feeling
Rubba dub weh wi a rock to a the nicest
Yuh nuh see say dat the wull world like it

I walk towards her with my two left feet

You got the courage from this sweet reggae beat

And then she greets me with a smile so sweet

My heart goes boom, boom, missing a beat

When she moves (da way she moving and she grooving)
When she moves me inside
Feels so right now (mi say jam it 'til you jam it girl)
I’ve got nothing to hide
When she moves
Sends my spirit so high
I love this groove now
I feel like touching the sky

I love this
To love and be loved
Above this?
Only heavens above
I love this feeling
To love and be loved
No thing better
To love and be loved

I love this
To love and be loved
Above this?
Only heavens above
I love this feeling
To love and be loved
No thing better
To love and be loved

Well dis yah one yah keep yuh rocking in the streets
And meck yuh skank and just a dance off yuh feet
Dem neva know seh dem yah riddim yah so sweet
Cuh dey say music is the people heartbeat

I love this
To love and be loved
Above this?
Only heavens above
I love this feeling
To love and be loved
No thing better
To love and be loved

I love this
To love and be loved
Above this?
Only heavens above
I love this feeling
To love and be loved
No thing better
To love and be loved

Sad Trombone

length: 5:44
producer: Sting International
piano: Geoffrey Keezer
mixer: Sting International
additional producer: Dwayne Shippy
background vocals: Sting International
guitar: Dominic Miller, Glenn Rogers and Andy Bassford
keyboard: Dwayne Shippy, Machine Gun Funk and Martin Kierszenbaum
trombone: Clark Gayton
instrument: Dwayne Shippy and Sting International
bass guitar: Dwayne Shippy and Sting
From way back here on the bandstand
She looked like a goddess in the lights
At some point in the set she’d turn her face and glance my way most nights
I’d take a little solo, I’d play for her, she’d smile, return the favor
I’d make the sweetest love to her with every semiquaver

“There’s a sadness in your playing,” she said
“That penetrates my bones
Something in your intonation, something in your tone
Always understated, but never overblown
My name for you is Sad Trombone
Yes, my name for you is Sad Trombone.”

It seemed like she’d found the secret key to my soul
And gathered up my broken life and somehow made me whole
We’d share a room together, my bandmates were all green
And they warned me ‘bout some story in a movie they’d all seen

“There’s a sadness in your playing,” she said
“That penetrates my bones
Something in your intonation, something in your tone
Always understated, never overblown
My name for you is Sad Trombone
Yes, my name for you is Sad Trombone.”

Now when the light goes out and the music stops and the curtains close
That’s when the heartbeat race
Sadness on your face, and you can’t take no more
I see you searching for your smile
We haven’t seen that in a while
Now when the light goes out and the music stops and the curtains close
That’s Sad Trombone

We never made much money, the ticket counts were light
We’d count the bars until we reached some hotel for the night
She was my morning coffee, the butter on my toast
‘Til she got a better offer from some outfit on the coast

Oh, there’s a sadness in my playing now
A desperate cry, a moan
Something in my choice of notes
Something in my tone
Sliding to the deepest bass from a lonely baritone
I guess I’ll always be the Sad Trombone
I guess I’ll always be the Sad Trombone

It’s an old, old story, and one you’ve probably heard
You start out in a major key, then you’re down a minor third
Aimlessly sliding, sinking like a stone
It doesn’t get no deeper, than the scraps that you’ve been thrown
But some things they just stay with you, long after they have flown
And it always comes back down, to the bone
And it always comes back down, to the bone
Down to the bone
Down to the bone
Down to the bone
Down to the bone
Down to the bone

Night Shift

length: 3:27
producer: Sting International and Martin Kierszenbaum
mixer: Sting International
flute: Maggie Buckley
guitar: Dominic Miller
keyboard: Shane Hoosong, Martin Kierszenbaum and Dwayne Shippy
percussion: Dwayne Shippy, Shane Hoosong and Sting International
additional: Eliot Sumner
saxophone: Maggie Buckley
bass guitar: Sting
drums (drum set): Sting International and Martin Kierszenbaum
effects: Sting International, Dwayne Shippy and Shane Hoosong
I have to work another night shift
I won’t be coming home tonight
You don’t have to worry where the time slips
Only by the night I come to life

Working weekends and the weekday
Working in the darkest of the hours
I’ll take the bus, I’ll take the subway
Whatever gets me to my destination

Fast falls the eventide, it’s Friday night
And I’ve only got to work until the day
I’ve got a message to send back home
Saying that I’ll be working in the nighttime, hey

I’ll have to work another night shift
No chance of coming home at all
3 o’clock has always been a sweet spot
That’s what they call the witching hour

Fast falls the eventide, it’s Friday night
And I’ve only got to work until the day
I’ve got a message to send back home
Saying, Mama, I just had to be away

Fast falls the eventide, it’s Friday night
And I’ve only got to work until the day
I’ve got a message to send back home
Saying, Mama, sorry I had to leave
Mama, sorry I had to leave

So baby girl, I got to leave
Mek sure go straight to your bed nuh badda wait up fi me
Not getting a break until ‘bout quarter to 3
Before me reach home is the sun you gwain see

So tonight, you gonna sleep alone
'Cause if you're lookin’ for me in the middle ah night I won't be home
Don't badda send no text, don't try fi call me pon di phone
Working late inna di office mi nuh deh out a street a roam, Lord!

Fast falls the eventide, it’s Friday night
And I’ve only got to work until the day
I’ve got a message to send back home
Saying, Mama, I just had to be away

Fast falls the eventide, it’s Friday night
And I’ve only got to work until the day
I’ve got a message to send back home
Saying, Mama, sorry I had to leave
Mama, sorry I had to leave

If You Can’t Find Love

length: 3:35
If you can't find love (by yourself)
If you can't find love (by yourself)
If you can't find love (by yourself)
How you going to find yourself?

If you can't find love (by yourself)
If you can't find love (by yourself)
If you can't find love (by yourself)
Then how you going to find yourself?

A man owns a big house
A man got plenty money
A man got red wine to drink
In the land of milk and honey

A man’s got a job
He’s got some status and self-respect
But still he's never satisfied
So, what did he expect?

If you can't find love (by yourself)
If you can't find love (by yourself)
If you can't find love (by yourself)
Then how you going to find yourself?

Don’t have no honey, don’t have no wife
Loneliness a kill yuh when yuh go to sleep at night
Yuh have everything in life
But it nuh feel right if a woman is not by your side

Ain’t gotta fuss, ain’t gotta fight
Just find a girl that yuh know is definitely yuh type
Yuh have everything in life
But it nuh feel right if that woman is not by your side

A man got no worries
A man got no strife
A man got a million distractions
To keep him up at night

There’s a hole in his pocket
There’s no holes in his shoes
But there’s a hole in his life
You wonder, what’s a man to do?

If you can't find love (by yourself)
If you can't find love (by yourself)
If you can't find love (by yourself)
Then how you going to find yourself?

He talks to you of freedom
He talks to you of choice
As something he can’t jeopardize
You tell him there’s no compromise
There’s ghosts that must be exorcised
One day he’ll have to recognize

If you can't find love (by yourself)
If you can't find love (by yourself)
If you can't find love (by yourself)
Then how you going to find yourself?

If you can't find love (by yourself)
If you can't find love (by yourself)
If you can't find love (by yourself)
Then how you going to find yourself?

Love is the only thing can get you outta trouble
You living life, but you living in a rubble
Love is the only thing can get you outta trouble
Free your mind, dig yourself outta the rubble

Love is the only thing can get you outta trouble
You living life, but you living in a rubble
Love is the only thing can get you outta trouble
Free your mind, dig yourself outta the rubble

Love Changes Everything

length: 3:56
Love, love changes everything
Hands and faces, earth and sky
Love, love changes everything
How you live and how you die
Love can make the summer fly
Or a night seem like a lifetime
Yes, love, love changes everything
Now I tremble at your name
No nothing in this world will ever be the same

Love, love changes everything
Days are longer, words mean more
Love, love changes everything
Pain is deeper than before
Love will turn your world around
And that world will last forever
Yes, love, love changes everything
Brings you glory, brings you shame
Nothing in this world will ever be the same

Love, love changes everything
Planning futures, shaping years
Love bursts in and suddenly
All our wisdom disappears
Love makes fools of everyone
All the rules we made are broken
Yes, love, love changes everyone
Live or perish, in its flame
Love will never, never let you be the same
Love will never, never let you be the same

16 Fathoms

length: 3:20
16 fathoms down
Where my ship is bound
Another drop in the ocean
16 fathoms down

She said, “Sailor man, believe me
I stand on solid ground
You say your plan is to leave me
And sail out from this town

You know prophecy runs in my family
I know where your ship is bound
One day you’re going to find yourself
16 fathoms down.”

16 fathoms down
Where my soul is bound
Another drop in the ocean
16 fathoms down

I didn’t pay no mind to her
I just turned around
My ship lies out in the harbor
I sail out from this town

My thoughts become uneasy
Her words keep turning ‘round
I pray that I won’t find myself
16 fathoms down

16 fathoms down
Where my soul is bound
Another drop in the ocean
16 fathoms down

Girl, it nuh matter weh yuh do and it nuh matter weh say
Yuh try break mi but it nuh work today
It nuh matter weh u do and it nuh matter weh yuh say
Mi wear di crown and yuh caan teck it weh
Yuh think I was a loser but mi tell yuh say wrong
A nuff woman a road dem waan mi fi be dem man
Cuh positivity surround mi
Mi nuh waan nutten negative round mi

A storm will rage inside me
As I sail out on the sound
I pray to God this darkness pass
I pray that I won’t drown

Now the sails are blown to bloody rags
The mizzen mast come down
The prophecy has doomed me
16 fathoms down

Of course, God come to find me
In the place where the ship went down
A prophecy will bind me
And that’s where I’ll be drowned

16 fathoms down
Where my ship is bound
Another drop in the ocean
16 fathoms down

Girl, it nuh matter weh yuh do and it nuh matter weh say
Yuh try break mi but it nauh work today
It nuh matter weh u do and it nuh matter weh yuh say
Mi wear di crown and yuh caan teck it weh
Yuh think I was loser but mi tell yuh say wrong
A nuff woman a road dem waan mi fi be dem man
Cuh positivity surround mi

16 fathoms down

Don’t Make Me Wait (Dave Audé Rhythmic Radio remix)

length: 3:48
remixer: Dave Audé
composer: Kennard Garrett, Kameron Corvet, Shaun Pizzonia, Shaggy, Sting, Ashante Reid
lyricist: Shaggy, Sting, Shaun Pizzonia, Kennard Garrett, Ashante Reid, Kameron Corvet