got to know that Trinidadians
dians were superstitious.
So he buy a piece of land
put some concrete around the spring
Well, in less than no time,
Throwing coins in the fountain
Each one seeking happiness
And by the time they pull out the
Taking all the money from the fountain
And hear him singing, all is mine
I am sure that you would be surprised to know how
much big shots does go to Mount Holoro.
All kind of people be lieve in this thing.
If you see so many old maids
Throwing coins in the foun
like they're feeding fish.
Kneeling down on their knees
Trinidad was coming just like Italy.
So many coins in the fountain.
Each one longing for a home
There they lie in the fountain
Just like in the heart of Rome
An d Mr. Siddy Bobby John
Waiting patiently till all the fools gone
Four o 'clock one morning
twelve miles up no mountain
She say well if it's twelve thousand
Darling she say we living too long in sin
and fix it by the fountain
But all the time the stupid wo man making she wish is the smart
Bobby John that is getting rich the vagabond singing
I don't know how the news reach the FBI
An inspector by the name of Dantil
so he went up to the fountain
Take out three gold coins
Pretend he's making a wish,
When the barbarian see the gold,
And hear him singin' three coins
Through the ripples how they shine
came out from the fountain
Not this time, not this time,