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Kindred trod on |
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Israel Kindred trod on |
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Israel Look around you |
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The youth dem need a home |
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Can't you see that ghetto streets they roam |
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The wilderness is no place for us to rest our weary head |
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Say me naa satta ya |
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Zion bound side walk paved with gold |
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And the milk and the honey flow |
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CHORUS Nyahbinghi voyage can be no trail of tears |
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Nyahbinghi voyage can be no trail of tears |
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Nyahbinghi voyage can be no trail of tears |
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Nyahbinghi voyage can be no trail of tears |
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Don't get weary no |
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Don't get weary no |
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Don't get weary no |
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Don't get weary no |
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Release yourselves from all snares that tie you round |
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Break all fetters that bind you |
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Chains that have you bound |
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Over hills and gulleys we go through swamps and waters |
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Out of the gutter |
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Zion bound side walk paved with gold |
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And the milk and honey flow |
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CHORUS Don't stop you'll die in the wilderness yes |
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He naa satta ya |
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Milk and the honey flow |
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Kindred trod on |
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Israel. |
