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Ooh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yea-a-ah, ye-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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Hey, but I'll never forget, no way, |
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they crucified Jessus Christ |
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I'll never forget, no way, |
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they sold Marcus Garvey for rice, ooh |
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I'll never forget, no way, |
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they turned their backs on Paul Bogle, hey, hey |
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So don't you forget, no you, |
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who you are and where you stand in the struggle |
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They got so very, so very, so very, so very, so very, |
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so very, so very, so , so very |
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They sayin' everything, they sayin' so much today, |
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they got so much things to say, so much things to say |
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Well, I and I and I no come to fight flesh and blood, |
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but spiritual wickedness in high 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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'Cause I and I no expect to be justified |
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by the laws of men, by the laws of men |
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Whole jury found me guilty, |
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but prove, truth shall prove my innocency |
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Oh, when the rain fall, fall, fall now, |
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it won't fall on one man's housetop, remember that |
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When the rain fall, |
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it won't fall on one man's housetop |
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They singin', so very much, so very much, oh, so, |
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so very much, so, so 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 and I, I and I no come to fight flesh and blood, |
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spiritual wickedness in high 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 and I no expect to be justified |
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by the laws of men, by the laws of men |
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Hey, truth got to prove my innocency, |
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I'm told the wicked think they found me guilty |
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They got, well, well, well, well, we-we-we-well, la-la-la-la-la-la-la, |
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la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la, they lubberin' all the time |
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So much things to (... say ...) rumour about, |
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they gotta rumour without humour, they don't know what they're doin', yeah |
