Here are the words/lyrics for the song. Verse 1 Carry me ackee, go Linstead Market, not a quatty wut sell. Carry me ackee, go Linstead Market, not a quatty wut sell. Chorus: Oh Lawd, what a night, not a bite. What a Saturday nite. Lawd, what a night, not a bite. What a Saturday nite. Verse 2 Everybody come feel up, feel up, not a quatty wut sell. Everybody come feel up, feel up, not a quatty wut sell. Chorus: Oh Lawd, not a mite, not a bite. What a Saturday nite. Lawd, not a mite, not a bite. What a Saturday nite. Verse 3 Lady, buy yuh Sunday morning breakfast. Yam and ackee nyam gran’. Meck me call dem louder ‘ackee, ackee’. Red and pretty, dem tan. Chorus: Oh Lawd, what a night, not a bite. What a Saturday nite. Lawd, what a night, not a bite. What a Saturday nite. Verse 4 All de pickney come linga-linga, fe wat dem mumma no bring. All de pickney come linga-linga, oh how de pickney da feed. Chorus: Oh Lawd, what a night, not a bite. What a Saturday nite. Lawd, what a night, not a bite. What a Saturday nite. Verse 5 Carry me ackee, go Linstead Market, not a quatty wut sell. Carry me ackee, go Linstead Market, not a quatty wut sell. Chorus: Oh Lawd, what a night, not a bite. What a Saturday nite. Lawd, what a night, not a bite. What a Saturday nite.
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Heard them singing at the Sports Guild in Manchester
Boy, I remember this back as a kid. We used to put our gun on the bedpost at night and see how big a gum ball we could "grow". At the end of summer we would see who won the contest. Then took them to the ball park to see how far we could hit them with a bat , .........kids........
Gassin (Live at a The Pickwick),Freewheelers,Three in A Cell, Birthday, Peddlers(self titled), The Fantastic Peddlers, Live with London philharmonic so that is 6 official ones then I think there may be a compilation or two.
I wish 1966 had been the year of my birth, instead of the year 1969 and also I would now be aged 58 instead of 55 and also this band sing this song well.
I wish 1966 had been my birth year, or even I wish I had been born 1965 or even earlier 1964, 1963 the year when classic Dr Who era started on tv in monochrome on bbc1 with Bill Hartnell and had a golden 26 year run before it was canned.
I wish in billions of ways I had been born in the year, 1966 instead of been born 3 years later in the year 1969 or even born 3 or 4 years earlier than 1966.
love the spinners, but would love to hear the song about "the happy absentee" all about cricket, can't find it anywhere , if anyone has it please post it,thnaks
I'm 77 years old and I know the song since I'm a little kid thought the whole thing but the part about does he chewing gum lose its flavor on the bed post overnighted never knew where it came from. Now I finally know and it feels like part of my life that was missing that I didn't know was just found. And I found this because I was reading article about Rory Gallagher and this is one of his guitar idols So I looked them up and this is what I found "Does your chewing them lose its flavor on the bed post overnight" unbelievable
I'm trying to find the song my Gramps would sing. Up and down the galliards, send up the boy prince, something like that? Gramps sailed on the Tingira Australian square rigger as a boy 13year old
I just found this band for their other song for someone covered their song and they're interesting I usually listen to 17th century stuff and it sounds like it but with a 60 style I like it
Good on you Ewan McColl. The rambling situation in Britain has really taken off since his day, and even Dr. Beeching has provided lots of routes for people who want to get out into the countryside. Long live the ramblers. You know what life is all about.
When will folks who are doing sub titles get it right???? Scotch Whisky has no "E" in the word!!!! It's WHISKY if it's Scotch and with the 'e' if it's anything else!!!
Happy memories of hiking with the Manchester RA during ten years living in the city. Great hikes with wonderful tea stops and a few pints on the stopper bus home. One walk I will never forget finished in Keswick on a cold winter's night at 7pm with the last three hours in complete darkness. Led by hard men and women.
The Spinners was my favourite folk group. Saw them many times at the Colston Hall. Loved every moment of their shows. It's nice to revive the memories.
