| For things I told, for things I seh
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| Wish I spoke the truth everyday
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| So I thank the Lord for I to express
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| And glory to Jah RastafarI yes
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| 'Cause when I go down through devil of Babylon
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| Bring my self away for so long
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| But through the eyes of a wise
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| What seems to be nasty is so beautiful
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| Jah words, Jah words still linger on
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| Because I know that you know Jah Jah live
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| On the road to Zion
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| Baby you got a don’t, got a don’t cry alone girl
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| Jah Jah write another song
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| Me go so then
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| Roots we a come, with roots we a come
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| Glorify His coming
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| But ina a world of sufferings
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| Of strict kings, man a no stop a war
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| Jah Rasta feel it all in His soul
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| Man bless their guns and tanks but a lose their worth
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| Playing a dirty game of silver and gold
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| Dem a chieve their aim without any care
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| For things they say to be so wrong
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| But Inite on the Earth we can save ourselves from fall
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| I know, I know that is for sure |