Lyrics H2 Worka (For The Farm Workers Of Jamaica) - Mutabaruka

H2 Worka (For The Farm Workers Of Jamaica)

I am a H2 worka
Comin' from de island of Jamaica
I am a H2 worka
Cuttin' cane inna Florida
Workin' suh hard in de burnin' sun
Wonderin' if slavery really dun
I’m workin.
workin'
Workin' on yuh cane field still
Workin', workin'
Workin' for yuh meager dolla bill
Suh don’t bite de hands dat feed yuh
I have dreams like you to
Don’t treat mi like I’m a slave here
Jus' ghey mi a wage dat is fare
I am a H2 worka
Pickin' apple inna Florida
I am a H2 worka
Hopin' dat tings will be betta
Suh don’t teck mi fi granted and pass mi
Like is only yuh cane and apple yuh si
Don’t teck it fi joke an' run mi
Den sen to mi govament fi more a wi
Dis is not slavery, jus' poverty
Talkin' to democracy
Betta yuh did sen mi to war
Den a woulda si at a fitin' for
Jus' de needy, talkin' to de greedy
Jus' de goodness, of de restless
Wantin' to make a betta life
For mi children and wife
Suh a com to yuh lan to help yuh
To help mi, to help wi
Dis is not slavery, jus' poverty
Wantin' democracy
Suh don’t bite de hands dat feed yuh
I have dreams like you to
Don’t teck mi situation fi weakness
Don’t even tink dat I am helpless
A gettin' restless
Workin' on yuh cane field still.
I’m workin', workin'
Workin' on yuh cane field still.