My Sunny Island Lyrics - Singles - Dan Mccafferty

A brown-skin girl wipes the suit from her window 

Just to watch the sun rise over big city skies 

Her falther awakes "cuffs" lights his first cigarette 

You know he's got to go when that factory whistle blows 

So he walks out into the streets 

And all of his friends that he meets 

Wonder why did they ever leave their sunny island 

The wind blows cold with it brings the snows 

You live in hand to mouth next winter you move south 

If your number falls or if you work those extra hours 

But you only live in a dream 

That carries you back on it's wings 

And all your friends just sit around the bar 

And sing about your sunny island 

And there ain't no surf 

It's the sidewalks on 42nd street 

And the natives down there 

They ain't so friendly 

In fact they would stick you 

For the shoes on your feet 

Just make you want to retreat 

To your sunny island 

The traffic eats the streets you're running from the heat 

That keeps coming down pushing you into the ground 

You're learning far too late your children learn to hate 

The way you live but you got nomore to give 

And in dockland they still arrive 

With promised land in their eyes 

And you just wish you could live out your life 

On your sunny island