Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Hey , by - Ky-Mani Marley. Song from the album Conversations, in the genre РеггиRelease date: 23.06.2016
Record label: Vertigo Berlin
Song language: English
Hey |
| Hey, hey, hey, hey |
| Hey, hey, hey, hey |
| Hey, hey, hey, hey |
| How do you — Oh. |
| How do you do yeah |
| How do you do — Oh |
| Maybe I’m a hopeless lover who has lost his way |
| Maybe I’m a lonely sheep who just simply strayed |
| Maybe I’m a freedom fighter who has lost his will to fight |
| But I won’t give up now no, got to make it through the night |
| Say the world is on fire though we don’t see no smoke |
| And I gots to get higher because that’s the only place to go |
| If you catch me on the one time, I’ll give you all my love |
| You let it shine like the sunshines, Lord cleanse my soul and lift me up |
| Hey, hey, hey, hey |
| Hey, hey, hey oh baby (we gon sing it again) |
| Hey, hey, hey, hey |
| Hey, hey, hey |
| Say I cry for the lonely but who’s gonna cry for me |
| I’m one gunshot away from ending misery, lawd yeah |
| So when hope is lost just means is there to be found |
| You keep your head above the water, your feet on solid ground |
| Hey, hey, hey, hey |
| Hey, hey, hey oh baby (we gon sing it again) |
| Hey, hey, hey, hey |
| Hey, hey, hey |
| Break it down for me |
| There must be demons in the Big House calling the shots |
| Like informers on the street side calling the cops |
| You know my name but you don’t know my load |
| Born and bred in the struggle is how my story goes |
| If I got to do it, i’ll do it and do it again |
| Knock on wood, I’ve never been to the pen |
| But I’m talking to God daily, trying to make amends |
| Praying that when the gates are open that we all get in |
| So I live my life for others never live for myself |
| Only the fool puts vanity in front of his health |
| I take it day to day reach for the sky |
| Pass me my lighter and my chalice |
| Baby let me get high and we gonna sing |
| Hey, hey, hey, hey |
| Hey, hey, hey oh baby (we gon sing it again) |
| Hey, hey, hey, hey |
| Hey, hey, hey |
| There must be demons in the Big House calling the shots |
| Like informers on the street side calling the cops |
| You know my name but you don’t know my load |
| Born and bred in the struggle is how my story goes |
| So if I got to do it, i’ll do it and do it again |
| Knock on wood, I’ve never been to the pen |
| But I’m talking to God daily, trying to make amends |
| Praying that when the gates are open that we all get in |
| So I live my life for others never live for myself |
| Only the fool puts vanity in front of his health |
| I take it day to day reach for the sky |
| Pass me my lighter and my chalice |
| Baby let me get high and we gonna sing |
| Hey, hey, hey, hey |
| Hey, hey, hey oh baby (we gon sing it again) |
| Hey, hey, hey, hey |
| Hey, hey, hey |