Count Lasher's Seven - Mango Time Lyrics

Mango time, mango time
Yes the temperature getting hot
Mango time, mango time
And poor people turn down dem pot
In every cranny, in every nook
The people dem done with shop
Because they don't have to cook
Because mango arrive and drop

Yes, the fellows push the carts all day and hear dem holler ""Mango dem!""
Dem got Beefy, Turpentine, Bombay and Number 11, ""Mango dem!""
Kidney, Harris and Joellen, Calcutta and Black Mango
Robin, Hilltop, East Indian, all different kind of mango

I tell you friends, you can bet,
When the season just begins
The first one that you get
You eat down to the very skin
But see a when it 'nuff
Everybody a pick and choose
Dem no buy from this kuff? because their mango bruised

Yes, the fellows push the carts all day and hear dem holler ""Mango dem!""
Dem got Beefy, Turpentine, Bombay and Number 11, ""Mango dem!""
Kidney, Harris and Joellen, Calcutta and Black Mango
Robin, Hilltop, East Indian, all different kind of mango

Mango time, mango time
Everyone is wearing a smile
And they don't give a lime
Because dem belly full all the while
From Morant Point point to Negrill
Everyone is feeling well
Some stay in and eat their fill
While others walk and sell

Yes, the fellows push the carts all day and hear dem holler ""Mango dem!""
Dem got Beefy, Turpentine, Bombay and Number 11, ""Mango dem!""
Kidney, Harris and Joellen, Calcutta and Black Mango
Robin, Hilltop, East Indian, all different kind of mango