| The axe man have left the root of the tree and it is fruitless
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| Where the tree falls
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| There shall it lie until judgement take its course, Mass a God
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| Where the tree falls
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| There shall it lie until judgement take its course
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| Dog safe to sit down and stretch out its tail too long
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| Dirty nigga will mash it
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| Every little thing you do too progressive
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| None ambitious people crush it
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| Them nuh have no ambition at all
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| Where the tree falls
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| There shall it lie until judgement take its course
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| Fuitless trees must be yewn down
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| Where the tree falls
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| There shall it lie until judgement take its course
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| And me hear Mr. Vally
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| Him a chat seh
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| Since brother Bob dead, reggae music gone down
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| But I have story for the youth
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| But as long as bitter belly Joseph Hill is alive
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| Reggae music is alive! |
| (You know what kill me man?)
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| When I look around me I saw death stole away
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| My brother Dennis Brown
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| I m crying, but we will carry on
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| Where the tree falls
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| There shall it lie until judgement take its course
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| Don t watch me, watch yourselves!
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| Where the tree falls
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| There shall it lie until judgement take its course
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| Not everything good fi eat sometime
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| Old time people say «Good fe talk»
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| And the same stone that the builder refused in the morning
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| Becomes the head cornerstone
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| And new king sit upon the throne
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| Hey, where the tree falls
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| Hey, there shall it lie until judgement take its course
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| Root of all immoral laws
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| Where the tree falls
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| There shall it lie until judgement take its course
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| (You know something?)
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| Marcus Garvey say all immoral laws
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| Must be disobeyed
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| And no powers shall make me bow down to the laws
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| Oh, no little faggot! |
| (Forgot that! Man, not I!)
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| For where the tree falls
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| There shall it lie until judgement take its course
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| Whether you a tomato or you a cedar
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| Where the tree falls
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| There shall it lie until judgement take its course
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| We gonna rode little chariot, old little chariot a g’waan
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| Mek reggae music g waan
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| And who s here will stay here
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| And who fi gone, is already gone
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| Lift up your red pearly gates
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| Where the tree falls
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| There shall it lie until judgement take its course
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| Keep on preying with me, my brother
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| Where the tree falls
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| There shall it lie until judgement take its course |