Oh what a volcano in my backyard
You do not want to see it when it blow
Montserrat look white, white like snow
And nothing pretty so, when it glow.
See people driving to Salem and the north road
Just to see the volcano when it show
God help us, do not let it grow
We just not would know where to go.
Volcano, volcano why are you behaving so
Having family and friends
Wondering when it would end
Oh heavenly father, I know it is nature
But as a young man, I’m awaiting my future