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Jah live Jah children |
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Let Rastas never die |
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When everything is going right |
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They forget about your presents |
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But when the tables turn upside down |
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They know that you' re there |
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To my mom who taught me |
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That you' re always there |
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I wrote this little |
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Song of praise |
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Now I' m gonna sing |
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Chorus: |
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Jah live Jah children |
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Let Rastas never die |
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The Rastaman call him Jah |
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Some people call him Allah |
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English man call Him God |
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But he is one |
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We may have different names |
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To call him, but he cares |
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For everyone that' s why I |
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Wrote this song |
