As a teacher at the high school on the island of Rotuma, I had to come up with a Wednesday afternoon club activity that was extra curricular. For the first term, I ran a rugby club and taught interested boys the rudiments of rugby on the dusty sports field in front of the school. This was back in 1972/73.
For the next two terms, I formed a singing club that became ridiculously popular. It attracted half of the school population. It was standing room only in my classroom.
After a few weeks, I was struggling to come up with new songs we could sing together. I found one in a songbook I had put in my luggage. It was, I believe, a slave song from the southern states of America and it was called "No More Auction Block". I learnt it and played it to the singing club, accompanying myself slowly on acoustic guitar.
Soon the entire singing club were joining in and for whatever reason they loved it. Their Polynesian voices interlaced in natural harmony. Beyond the unglazed classroom windows the deep blue Pacific Ocean reached north to the Ellice Islands - now known as Tuvalu. Drifting over the ocean deep, the song began like this:-