| There was a plan held high up for the young ones
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| It says, we alone must bring the fruit out of the garden
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| For this is not just a sign this is our holy water
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| Well now wa da da da
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| In a vision of fire I’ll fright until the end
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| So you think you are the only one, well, well, well, well
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| Who gave my father the strength to cross the ocean
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| Lord Mother come carry your flock in for the day
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| Rally round, gather round, oh people in some way
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| Each One shall Teach One yes
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| Well until we reach Jah heights oh children bless
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| Each One shall Teach One yes
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| Until we reach Jah heights inna future
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| Each One shall Teach One yes
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| Yes until we reach Jah heights oh children bless
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| Each One shall Teach One yes
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| Lord until we reach Jah heights inna future
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| In this plan is the knowledge
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| Of what dwelled before man
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| So know your history or you will become it
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| Dear Mother come save your pickney
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| From the Philistine marching in this time
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| Oh Father guide them from the Babylonians
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| Well I man go, down by the river
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| Yes and I man see, our children deliver me
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| Well now I man go, down by the river
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| Yes and I man see, our children deliver me
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| Some may say «Oh why am I here today?»
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| Well if you do not know today you will tomorrow
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| Finding a river flowing deep, deep from within
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| Rally round, Gather round, everyone run come |