Barroom Serenande Jamaican Version

Rusty old stools an di neon light buzz, mi lost inna di crowd, but deh deh someting bout wi.

Shi a laugh at stories, a heart inna har han, Inna dis dusty old bar, it feel like fate plan.

Oh, di bourbon smooth, like di way she move,

Wid every glance we share, mi a feel dem grooves deh.

Inna di heart a di night, wid dem old country tunes yah,

Mi a daans wid jriim anda di silva muun dem.

Har voice a one melody, soft as di breeze, Pulling mi closer, put mi mind at ease.

Wid an easy smile, she steal mi breath weh,

Inna dis ya barroom magic, mi a wish she woulda stay. [Chorusi

Oh, di bourbon smooth, like di way she move,

Wid every glance we share, mi a feel dem grooves deh.

Inna di heart a di night, wid dem old country tunes yah,

Mi a daans wid jriim anda di silva muun dem.

So yahso a di nait, wid staar dem uovahead, Tu di waam a har yai dem, an di wod dem weh lef unsaid.

Mek wi write wi own story, wid every soft laugh,

Inna dis likkle bar glow, mi find mi betta half.

Oh, di bourbon smooth, like di way she move,

Wid every glance we share, mi a feel dem grooves deh.

Inna di heart a di night, wid dem old country tunes yah,

Mi a daans wid jriim anda di silva muun dem.