All the golden soft silk sand
That surround this pretty island
Must have seemed like prison walls, steely bars
In this playground of the rich
All the yachts and champagne lavished
I still see a lonely child watch the stars
All of all your evil deeds, many still condoned
You sent me far cross the sea to be owned
To Hell or Barbados, To Hell or Barbados
To Hell on Barbados we were sent
Its a Heaven on this Earth
A creators work of art
And the sun sets o'er the sea so divine
Then a whiplash licks my heels
And my scorched skin bursts and peels
Though my people were not made for these burning fields
All of all your evil deeds, many still condone
But your crime of slavery goes unknown
Good men like old Wilberforce,,they came far too late
Far too late to save us from the fate
Of Hell or Barbados, Oh Hell or Barbados
To Hell or Barbados we went
To Hell or Barbados, To Hell or Barbados
To Hell on Barbados we were sent
Hold on, no no no no no no
Don't you dare let go of my hand
But they prised us apart, ran a sword through my heart
Sent us on our way
Hold on, no no no no no no
Don't you dare let go of my hand
But they prised us apart, ran a sword through my heart
Sent us on our way
Hold on, no no no no no no
Don't you dare let go of my hand
But they prised us apart, ran a sword through my heart
Sent me on my way
To Hell or Barbados, To Hell or barbados
To Hell on Barbados we went
To Hell or Barbados, To Hell on Barbados
To Hell on Barbados we went
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Lyrics submitted by Byron Huxley.