Face Like Dog

Face like dog, heart like wood

I’m going home Grenada

cause my boss no good

Canada, gray and cold

The money that they pay me

Cannot ease my soul

In Grenada they all know my name

They cry “Livingston, Livingston

Welcome home again”

Maria Johnston, flower girl with song

She is shy, she looks down

Till everybody’s gone

We climb hill

We hold hands

She is lovely woman

I am happy man

The red sun sets

We make plans

She wants many children

I want piece of land

Blue water, clear and blue

Bonita, bonita fish

Calypso pulling at my feet

Carnival in the street

Face like dog, heart like wood

I’m going home Grenada

cause my boss no good

Canada, gray and cold

The money that they pay me

Cannot ease my soul