| Standing so I can see them beneath the morning sky
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| All those who seek to climb so high
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| To ensure the river Jordan will not run dry
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| All of the tears run out of the valley high
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| Oh and then Mesada! |
| I fear the War’s out
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| Tell Father they’ve come, oh tell Mother they’ve come
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| Lord forgive they for they have stamped on the ocean
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| Oh forgive them who trampled by the way side
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| Lord forgive them who trot upon the ocean
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| Lord forgive them for all of dem a they don’t know
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| They sit there robbing de poor
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| We shall stand upon the lies they told
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| Rocking the boat that they stole
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| Remember Babylon rule them… Dread Iyon Dread
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| Dem a payaka, I want to live and be so free yeah, oh lord
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| Now if dem want to live, if dem want to live, oh now shelter we
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| Oh Father they stole, another one, another country poor
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| Oh another one, another country poor
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| Well now the youth man say
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| Well now the Convenant say, oh the youth man say
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| And the a government now they don’t know
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| Now they don’t see Jah people don’t want to
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| Believe them, no more, they are deceive yes, no more
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| While they sit in their illusion wondering how
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| Babylon rule dem, rule them
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| So dem, so dem man, so dem a masses have cried
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| And left them all out, and left them all out
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| To suffer inna dis a ghetto while dem trampled out
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| On my soul, Brought to you dem
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| Lepo paya, dem Lepo paya, Lepo paya gone a Ethiopia
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| Lepo paya, dem Lepo paya, Lepo paya gone a Ethiopia
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| Standing so I can see them beneath the morning sky
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| Seeking to climb the ladder so high
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| Oh the mighty Jordan will not run dry
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| So our tear drop from valley to the sky
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| Oh they don’t know, they sit there punishing the poor
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| While all my brethren a lock up 'pon the floor
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| Give us our justice and we will seek no more
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| Remember Babylon rule dem… Dread Iyon Dread
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| Dem a payaka, want to live and be so free, oh lord
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| Man if ya want to live, if ya want to live, oh now shelter we
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| Oh dear Mother and Father come look at me
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| Flying so peacefully
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| Oh now de, now de Father come run uponthe I-shed
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| Oh dear Sistren come upon the ocean
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| Oh my Idren run upon the I-shed
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| Oh dear Sistren run upon a dey don’t know
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| Now they don’t see Jah people don’t want to
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| Believe them, no more, they are deceive yes, no more
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| While they sit in their illusion wondering how
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| Oh Babylon rule them, rule them |