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Long before the river did turn to dust |
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Man and man use to talk and |
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There was plenty food for all of them |
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The herb grew so free |
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We thought we too must be free |
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But now oh how wrong we were |
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We watched the pirates come in |
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Spittin' pon I yard |
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As they tore down head waters |
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Spittin' pon I yard |
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As they tore down back so wall |
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Fear not those who try to steal your culture |
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Stand firm like the bush doctor (x 2) |
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Sail on you feared pirates I say |
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As we'll be taking our shelter |
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Beneath the young tree |
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Fly on you fallen angels I pray |
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And we'll be taking our shelter |
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Underneath the young tree |
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Now maybe their ships have gone |
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But mental scares do remain |
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To divide and confuse Jah people |
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Fighting against this reality |
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With their ego power games |
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We knew not how to play |
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They're running away our culture |
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But I know we will survive |
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Left in I man yard to rebuild up head waters |
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Left in I yard to protecting back o wall |
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Fear not those who try to steal your culture |
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Stand firm like the bush doctor (x 2) |
