| Song | Ride Natty Ride |
| Artist | Bob Marley |
| Album | Rebel Music |
| 作词 : Marley | |
| Rub, rub, rubby-doo-day; | |
| Rum-pum-pum a-rum-pum-pum-pum! | |
| Dready got a job to do | |
| And he's got to fulfill that mission | |
| To see his hurt is their greatest ambition, yeah! | |
| But-a we will survive in this world of competition, | |
| 'cause no matter what they do | |
| Natty keep on comin'through, | |
| And no matter what they say-ay-ay-ay, | |
| Natty de deh every day. yeah! | |
| Natty dread rides again, | |
| Through the mystics of tomorrow, | |
| Natty dread rides again: | |
| Have no fear, have no sorrow, yeah! | |
| All and all you see a-gwan | |
| Is to fight against rastaman. | |
| So they build their world in great confusion | |
| To force on us the devil's illusion. | |
| But the stone that the builder refuse | |
| Shall be the head cornerstone, | |
| And no matter what game they play, | |
| Eh, we got something they could never take away; | |
| We got something they could never take away: | |
| And it's the fire (fire), it's the fire (fire) | |
| That's burning down everything: | |
| Feel that fire (fire), the fire (fire); | |
| Only the birds have their wings, yeah! | |
| No time to be deceived. | |
| Oh, brothers, you should know and not believe: | |
| Jah say this judgement - it could never be with water, | |
| No water could put out this fire (fire): | |
| This fire (fire), this fire (fire), | |
| This fire (fire), a yaga y'all! ride, natty, ride! | |
| Go deh, dready, go deh, | |
| 'cause now the fire is out of control, | |
| Panic in the city, wicked weeping for their gold! | |
| Everywhere this fiyah is burning, | |
| Destroying and melting their gold, | |
| Destroying and waisting their souls. | |
| Go ride, natty, ride! | |
| Go deh, dready! go deh! | |
| Tell you what: now the people gather on the beach | |
| And the leader try to make a speech, | |
| But the dreadies understandin' that it's too late: | |
| Fire is burning; | |
| Man, pull your own weight! | |
| Fiyah is burning; | |
| Man, pull your own weight! | |
| Natty dread rides again (natty dread rides again); | |
| And me say, go deh, dready! go deh! (go deh, go deh) | |
| Oh ride, natty, ride! (dread rides again) | |
| And go deh, dready! (go deh, go deh) | |
| Ridin' through the storm, | |
| Riding through the calm (go deh, go deh). | |
| Oh ride, natty, ride! | |
| Go deh, dready, go deh! | |
| Ride, natty, ride! | |
| Go deh, dready, do deh! /fadeout/ | |
| [*sleeve notes: | |
| We riding thru the thick; | |
| We riding thru the thin; | |
| Ride natty, ride natty.] |
| zuò cí : Marley | |
| Rub, rub, rubbydooday | |
| Rumpumpum arumpumpumpum! | |
| Dready got a job to do | |
| And he' s got to fulfill that mission | |
| To see his hurt is their greatest ambition, yeah! | |
| Buta we will survive in this world of competition, | |
| ' cause no matter what they do | |
| Natty keep on comin' through, | |
| And no matter what they sayayayay, | |
| Natty de deh every day. yeah! | |
| Natty dread rides again, | |
| Through the mystics of tomorrow, | |
| Natty dread rides again: | |
| Have no fear, have no sorrow, yeah! | |
| All and all you see agwan | |
| Is to fight against rastaman. | |
| So they build their world in great confusion | |
| To force on us the devil' s illusion. | |
| But the stone that the builder refuse | |
| Shall be the head cornerstone, | |
| And no matter what game they play, | |
| Eh, we got something they could never take away | |
| We got something they could never take away: | |
| And it' s the fire fire, it' s the fire fire | |
| That' s burning down everything: | |
| Feel that fire fire, the fire fire | |
| Only the birds have their wings, yeah! | |
| No time to be deceived. | |
| Oh, brothers, you should know and not believe: | |
| Jah say this judgement it could never be with water, | |
| No water could put out this fire fire: | |
| This fire fire, this fire fire, | |
| This fire fire, a yaga y' all! ride, natty, ride! | |
| Go deh, dready, go deh, | |
| ' cause now the fire is out of control, | |
| Panic in the city, wicked weeping for their gold! | |
| Everywhere this fiyah is burning, | |
| Destroying and melting their gold, | |
| Destroying and waisting their souls. | |
| Go ride, natty, ride! | |
| Go deh, dready! go deh! | |
| Tell you what: now the people gather on the beach | |
| And the leader try to make a speech, | |
| But the dreadies understandin' that it' s too late: | |
| Fire is burning | |
| Man, pull your own weight! | |
| Fiyah is burning | |
| Man, pull your own weight! | |
| Natty dread rides again natty dread rides again | |
| And me say, go deh, dready! go deh! go deh, go deh | |
| Oh ride, natty, ride! dread rides again | |
| And go deh, dready! go deh, go deh | |
| Ridin' through the storm, | |
| Riding through the calm go deh, go deh. | |
| Oh ride, natty, ride! | |
| Go deh, dready, go deh! | |
| Ride, natty, ride! | |
| Go deh, dready, do deh! fadeout | |
| sleeve notes: | |
| We riding thru the thick | |
| We riding thru the thin | |
| Ride natty, ride natty. |