Lyrics Buffalo Soldier - The Flying Pickets

Buffalo Soldier

There was a Buffalo Soldier, Dreadlock Rasta:
Buffalo Soldier in the heart of America
Stolen from Africa, brought to America
Fighting on arrival, fighting for survival
If I analyze the stench
To me it makes a lot of sense:
How the Buffalo Soldier was the Dreadlock Rasta
And he was stolen from Africa, brought to America
Fighting on arrival, fighting for survival
Woy yoy yoy, woy yoy-yoy yoy
Woy yoy yoy yoy, yoy yoy-yoy yoy!
Woy yoy yoy, woy yoy-yoy yoy
Woy yoy yoy yoy, yoy yoy-yoy yoy!
He was a Buffalo Soldier, Dreadlock Rasta
Stolen from Africa, brought to America
Driven from the mainland to the heart of the Caribbean
If you know your history
Then you know where you coming from
Then you wouldn’t have to ask me
Who the 'eck do I think I am
I’m just a Buffalo Soldier, Dreadlock Rasta
Buffalo Soldier in the heart of America
Stolen from Africa, brought to America
Fighting on arrival, fighting for survival;
Woy yoy yoy, woy yoy-yoy yoy
Woy yoy yoy yoy, yoy yoy-yoy yoy!
Woy yoy yoy, woy yoy-yoy yoy
Woy yoy yoy yoy, yoy yoy-yoy yoy!
Woy yoy yoy, woy yoy-yoy yoy
Woy yoy yoy yoy, yoy yoy-yoy yoy!
Woy yoy yoy, woy yoy-yoy yoy
Woy yoy yoy yoy, yoy yoy-yoy yoy!