| Trod the long road my hidren, Only love rastafari
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| Trod the hard road my sistren, Will you wait for me near thee end?
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| Cause I’ll be there. |
| I’ll be there.
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| Cause the rain, cause the rain will fall and the night is cold. |
| A little rest
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| for my body and such.
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| Sitting and thinking.
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| Trying not to think too much.
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| Im smoking, you’re drinking.
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| Try your best to call my bluff, you’re hearing that I’m leaving.
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| Stay awhile now please don’t rush make the most cause lifes with time is not
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| really made up.
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| (Repeat first verse)
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| Trod the long road my hidren, Only love rastafari
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| Trod the hard road my sistren, Will you wait for me near thee end?
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| Just like soul mates from a time long ago. |
| and the memories flow just like
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| water from the sea from the rivers past the trees down the mountain from the
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| clouds below, the sky above.
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| (Repeat verse 2x)
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| Trod the long road my hidren, Only love rastafari
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| Trod the hard road my sistren, Will you wait for me near thee end? |