The Bahamas on the rise,
Yeah Bahamas gat soul,
We are the beat now,
We call our very own,
Hand in hand soul to soul we will make do,
Like phoenix from the ashes and the beat of Junkanoo,
Nassau rock and Nassau roll,
Grand Bahama Rock and rise Abaco,
The Bahamas you’ll… mmm…gatta whole lot a soul
(Funky Nassau, Funky Nassau, Funky Nassau, Funky Nassau)
Let’s hola Funky now (Funky Nassau, Funky Nassau)
Listen to the drums do what it do,
(Junkanoo Rhythm)
Listen to the horns whole lot a crew,
(Horns)
Listen to the guitar doing what it do,
(Guitar)
Na everybody dancing doing what it do,
C’mon na
(Funky Nassau, Funky Nassau, Funky Nassau, Funky Nassau,)
Nassau is funky Nassau gone soul,
We gat the dog on beat now gone call our very own,
(Funky Nassau, Funky Nassau)
New York they say gatta whole lot a soul,
But ATL down here gat whole lot a gold,
You can have all of it don’t need to be selective,
Atlanta Junkanoo and the Common Ground Collective,
(Funk Nassau, Funky Nassau)
But Nassau gat sunshine that’s all you need to know,
(Funky Nassau, Funky Nassau)
Nassau funky funky Nassau,
Nassau funky funky Nassau,
Abaco on the rise,
Dundas Town on the rise,
Murphy Town on the rise,

Marsh Harbour on the rise,
Treasure Cay on the rise,
Fox town on the rise,
Cedar Harbour on the rise,
Mud and Peas on the rise,
Grand Bahama on the rise,
Freeport on the rise,
Nassau gat soul…oh yeah…. get it….mmmm… yeah… oh yeah
Nassau gat sunshine that’s all you need to know,
(Funky Nassau, Funky Nassau, Funky Nassau, Funky Nassau)
Nassau gat soul….C’mon yeah….Give it to me…. Give me the horns
Give me the drums…. Now give me the bass…. Gatta give me some
Funky Nassau say funky Nassau funky Nassau,
Gatta give it to me……Yeah……Nassau gat soul
Funky Nassau…..nahhhhhhh yeahhhh
C’mon yeah………..
Marching to the beat one and two,
Everybody dancing gonna do what it do,
Heyyy…..yeahhh…ohhhhhh yeahhh
C’mon clap you’ll you don’t stop,
Everybody get down when the beat drop,
C’mon clap you’ll you don’t stop,
And everybody get down when the beat drop,
Yo I gat the Atlanta Junkanoo,
Comin through mad live with the Atlanta crew,
Yo with the Common Ground Collective,
Ain’t nobody being selected,
Everybody trying to be electric,
On the dance floor with the slide you get it,
Yo Yo measuring metric,
Rock on the microphone you can bet it,
Moving your feet and moving your body,
Yo coming live at your freaky party,
The funky party doing it well,
Hearing the cowbells and the conch shells,
And everybody………
Nassau gone funky Nassau gone soul
Ohhhhhhh………..