Bruddah Waltah - Sweet Lady Of Waiahole

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Bruddah Waltah & Island Afternoon

Picture montage of fruit vendors from around the world.

So help them out by BUYING their FRUIT!

[Lyrics]
Early in the morning she would gather all her island fruits.
And pack them as she starts another day.
Carefully she makes her way,
Beside a mountain stream as she sings an island chant of long ago.

Chorus:
Sweet, lady of Waiahole. Sitting by the highway.
Selling her papaya and her green and ripe bananas.

Walking down the damp and rocky road her humble wagon stops.
She watch the sun peak through the valley skies.
Smiles and wipes the sweat off from her brow and continues on,
And starts her journey through the highway rising sun.

Chorus:
Sweet, lady of Waiahole. Sitting by the highway.
Selling her papaya and her green and ripe bananas.

Later in the evening she would gather all her island fruits.
And pack them as she ends another day. Carefully she makes her way,
Beside a mountain stream as she sings an island chant of long ago.

Chorus:
Sweet, lady of Waiahole. Sitting by the highway.
Selling her papaya and her green and ripe bananas.