So Jah seh,"Not one of my seedsShall sit in the sidewalkAnd beg bread."(No, they can’t and you know that they won’t!) So Jah seh,"Not one of my seedsShall sit in the sidewalkAnd beg your bread."(No, they can’t and you know that they won’t!)"And verily, verily, I’m saying unto thee, ‘IInite oneself and love I’manity.’"‘Cause puss
Dread, Natty Dread now, (Natty Dread)Dreadlock Congo Bongo I. (Natty Dread)Natty Dreadlock in a Babylon: (Natty Dread)A dreadlock Congo Bongo I. (Natty Dread)Eh! Children get your culture (Natty Dreadlock)And don’t stay there and gesture, a-ah, (Natty Dreadlock)Or the battle will be hotter (Natty Dreadlock)And you won’t get no supper. (Natty Dreadlock) Natty Dread, Natty Dread,
Bend down low, let me tell you what I know now;Bend down low, let me tell you what I know.Oh! Fisherman row to reap what you sow now;Oh, tell you all I know (Oo-oh!),you’ve got to let me go now (Oo-oh!),And all you’ve got to do:(Bend down low) Oh yeah! Let me tell you what
I, rebel musicI, rebel musicWhy can’t we roam this open countryOh why can’t we be what we want to beWe want to be free 3 o’clock – roadblock, curfewAnd I’ve got to throw awayYes I’ve got to throw awayYes I’ve got to throw awayMy little herb stalk I, rebel musicI, rebel music Take my soul
No, woman, no cry;No, woman, no cry;No, woman, no cry;No, woman, no cry. Said – said – said: I remember when we used to sitIn the government yard in Trenchtown,Oba – obaserving the ‘ypocritesAs they would mingle with the good people we meet.Good friends we have, oh, good friends we’ve lostAlong the way.In this great
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