The Brothers Four - Island In The Sun

This is my island in the sun

Where my people have toiled since time begun

Though I may sail on many a sea

Her shores will always be home to me.

  Oh, island in the sun

  Willed to me by my father's hand

  All my days I will sing in praise

  Of your forest, waters, your shining sand.

When morning breaks the heaven on high

I lift my heavy load to the sky

Sun comes down with a burning glow

Mingles my sweat with the earth below.

I see woman on bended knee

Cutting cane for her family

I see man at the water side

Casting nets at the surging tide.

      Legendary, pioneering voices from the "Great American Folk-Revival", The Brothers Four have become one of the longest-performing and best-selling musical groups in history. With original voices still on board, their fresh natural sound and instantly recognized harmonies continue to entertain audiences of all ages.