A fun song about trying to sell fish in the market, best sung in a large circle
LYRICS:
Carminache [which is really a slurred version of “Carry my aki”] go Linstead market
Not a quadi would sell.
Carminache, go Linstead market
Not a quadi would sell.
chorus:
Lord, what a life, not a bite
What a Saturday night (Oh Lordy!)
Lord, what a life, not a bite
What a Saturday night. (clap, clap)
Everybody come feel ’em, feel ’em,
Not a quadi would sell.
Everybody come feel ’em, feel ’em,
Not a quadi would sell.
chorus
Hit me mama, don’t beat me, hit me!
Not a quadi would sell.
Hit me mama, don’t beat me, hit me!
Not quadi would sell.
chorus
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