Listen to this
Through Olga I miss
My carnival band
I drink up all kind of alcohol
Just before carnival
Me head start to spin
Me knees start to buck
Me whole body start to rock
Tired, sleepy, broke-up
So I asked her to wake me up
Olga, Olga
I hearin' a boom, boom, boom
Olga, Olga
Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom my darling
Olga, do do
I hearin' a steel pan
It's an old tradition
To jump in the band
I telling you friend
She wake me up 'bout half an hour too late
So I grab me hat, and my shoes
And I gone running straight through the gate
When I look back was Olga
With a fifth of rum in she hand
She say I come to ask for forgiveness
And to join the carnival band
Olga, Olga
I hearin' a boom, boom, boom
Olga, Olga
Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom my darling
Olga, do do
I hearin' a steel pan
It's an old tradition
To jump in the band
You can't drop asleep that time of the year
Or you go miss all the fun
Singing, dancing, loving each other
No class distinction
The air is clean, the food is fresh
That's the life in the West Indies
And if the people was sleeping
There'll be no calypsos like these
Mama look at the band passing...
Olga, Olga
I hearin' a boom, boom, boom
Olga, Olga
Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom my darling
Olga, do do
I hearin' a steel pan
It's an old tradition
To jump in the band
No one alive
Will ever know
What carnival mean to me
If I'm absent from carnival
Me soul does leave me body
Carnival time I feel like a king
Everybody join in and sing
'Til the carnival is over
Olga, Olga
I hearin' a boom, boom, boom
Olga, Olga
Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom my darling
Olga, do do
I hearin' a steel pan
It's an old tradition
To jump in the band
Mama look at the band passing...
Writer(s): William Salter, Ralph Macdonald
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