| Ooh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah!
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| Ooh yeah, yeah!
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| They got so much things to say right now;
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| They got so much things to say.
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| They got so much things to say right now;
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| They got so much things to say.
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| Eh! |
| But I’ll never forget no way: they crucified Je-sus Christ;
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| I’ll never forget no way: they stole Marcus Garvey for rights.
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| Oo-ooh!
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| I’ll never forget no way: they turned their back on Paul Bogle.
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| Hey-ey!
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| So don’t you forget (no way) your youth,
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| who you are and where you stand in the struggle.
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| They go so very, so very, so very, so very, so very, so very,
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| so very, so very, so very, so very, so very —
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| everything they say — so much to say.
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| They got so much things to say, so much things to say.
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| I’n’I nah come to fight flesh and blood,
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| But spiritual wickedness in 'igh and low places.
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| So while they fight you down,
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| Stand firm and give Jah thanks and praises.
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| 'Cos I’n’I no expect to be justified
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| by the laws of men — by the laws of men.
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| Oh, true they have found me guilty,
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| But through — through Jah proved my innocency.
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| Oh, when the rain fall, fall, fall now,
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| It don’t fall on one man’s housetop. |
| Remember that:
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| When the rain fall,
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| It don’t fall on one man’s housetop.
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| They singin': so very much, so very much, oh so very much,
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| so very, very —
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| They got so much things to say right now;
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| yeah, they got so much things to say.
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| Hey, but I’n’I — I’n’I nah come to fight flesh and blood,
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| But spiritual wickedness in 'igh and low places.
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| So while, so while, so while they fight you down,
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| Stand firm and give Jah thanks and praises.
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| I’n’I no expect to be justified
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| by the laws of men — by the laws of men.
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| Oh, hey through Jah to prove my innocency,
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| I told you wicked think they found me guilty.
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| They got la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la;
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| la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la;
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| la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la;
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| la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
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| — they «la"very much all the time.
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| So much things to say, rumour about,
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| they got so much without humour,
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| they don’t know what they’re doin', yeah. |