: All twinklin' lee Can't see the right rose when the streams abate The old slave men might grind slow But it grinds fine, yeah African herbsman, why
: Africa, Unite 'Cause we're moving right out of Babylon And we're going to our father's land How good and how pleasant it would be Before God and man
: See them fighting for power But they know not the hour So they bribing with Their guns, spare-parts and money Trying to belittle our integrity They
: Baby baby we've got a date Oh, baby, baby don't you be late! Oh, baby! I'll meet you at your house at a quarter to eight Oh, darlin', baby, baby,
: We refuse to be What you wanted us to be We are what we are That's the way it's going to be, if you don't know You can't educate I For no equal opportunity
: Bend down low Let me tell you what I know now Bend down low Let me tell you what I know, what I know, what I know Long time, we no have no nice time
: Back out: this is the rout! Back out, and shut your mouth! Back out: you ain't got no behaviour! Back out: don't know who could be your saviour! Yahso
: You a go tired fe see me face Can't get me out of the race Oh man you said I'm in your place And then you draw bad card A make you draw bad card And
: Whoa-A Natty Congo A Dreadlock Congo Whoa-A Natty Congo A Blackman Redemption Woe-yo yee, ye, a Blackman Redemption woe, yoe No need, no need to get
: Buffalo Soldier, Dreadlock Rasta: There was a Buffalo Soldier in the heart of America, Stolen from Africa, brought to America, Fighting on arrival
: Ooh-ooh Old Mr. Joe, he build a house away On top of some hill Old Mr. Joe knew he had to go, so he He got right down and wrote bank will He say now
: Can't you see, what you're doing to me(?girl) I am bound, won't you set me free(? set me free) Told me you love me, that you break my heart You do
: Here I am, walking down the street (walk walk walk walk walk walk walk) and the terrain, everything is so sweet (woah woah woah sweet) (woah woah
: Bend down low, let me tell you what I know now; Bend down low, let me tell you what I know. Oh! Fisherman row to reap what you sow now; Oh, tell you
: This morning I woke up in a curfew; O God, I was a prisoner, too - yeah! Could not recognize the faces standing over me; They were all dressed in uniforms
: Chances are... Chances are we're gonna leave now. Sorry for the victim now. Although my days are filled with sorrow. I see here, a bright tomarrow.
: Coming in from the cold In this life, in this life, in this life In this oh sweet life We're coming in from the cold We're coming in, coming in, coming
: Cheer up my brothers, cheer up my sisters Cheer up my momma too, Lord Cheer up my father, let me say I know it won't be long That change has got to
