"Festival Time" as written by Angus Gaye, Tony Robinson and Maxi Priest....
Things we used to do
Things we used to say
Things we used to do
Things we used to say

Sunday morning I rise bright and early
Getting ready for a festival time
Smiley Culture, Tippa Irie they are coming
Philip Levi, phone and say him soon come

We are gonna meet, meet the sound
We hold the mike, crowd gather 'round
Put on the show fi please the crowd
Everybody them baul out loud

Festival time is here
Festival time is here
Festival time is here
Festival time is here, well sister
Whoa, yeah, whoa, yeah
Whoa, yeah, whoa, yeah

Festival time is here
Festival time is here
Festival time is here
Festival time is here, well sister
Whoa, yeah, whoa, yeah
Whoa, yeah, whoa, yeah

Now the children they are laughing and playing
While the elders they are talking about them
Say miss Lou's working hard on the chicken
While Max's dad has been doing enough drinking

Me and me brethren just a stand up and watch
A what a joy to see them
Me and me brethren just a stand up and watch
A what a joy to see them

Festival time is here
Festival time is here
Festival time is here
Festival time is here, well sister
Whoa, yeah, whoa, yeah
Whoa, yeah, whoa, yeah

Come make, we carry go drink, come
Food and stall, food and stall
Goes oh, ah, ah, oh, ah
Oh, ah, ah


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"Festival Time" as written by Maxi Priest Angus Gaye

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