Oh, why? Oh, why?
I say, dem no praise Far-I,
And den dem drop off, and den dem a go die.
Say, you, you love Jah and live,
And if you, you hate him, you die.
Say me a Rastafari,
A son of Selassie-I.
You better listen, you better listen,
You better listen when di Roots-man kickin'.
You better listen, you better listen,
You better listen when di Roots-man kickin'.
No more loftin',and no more (h)idling [?]
We gotta move out, we got to move in,
To Mount Zion I sing.
You tell di world, it's like a revelation,
It's like a new creation.
We gotta sing out, we all got to chant,
Unto di Mos' High One.
Go tell di world, ...
Oh, how could you fight and kill your brother, man,
And spill your brother blood upon your mother-land.
We all gotta learn to come together, man.
We all gotta come together, everyone.
Oh, how could you fight and kill your sister, man,
And spill your sister blood upon your father-land.
We all gotta come together, every man.
We all gotta learn to live together, man.
No more idlin',and no more sky-larkin'
We gotta move out, we gotta move in.
To Mount Zion I sing.
Me tell di world, it's like a revelation,
It's like a new creation.
We gotta sing out, we all got to chant,
Until di Mos' High One
Go tell di world,
You better listen, you better listen,
You better listen when di Rasta-man kickin'.
You better listen, you better listen,
You better listen when di Rasta-man kickin'.
I come to leave you behind.
You 'pon di bangarang line.
You spend your morning on expensive wine,
And true, you never spare a penny, nickle, or a dime.
I come to leave you behind,
You, with di wicked bad mind.
I know you never reach a Black Star Line
And true, you did a-wase', all your energy and your time.
No more sky-larkin', no more loftin'. [?]
We gotta move out, we got to move in,
To Mount Zion I sing.
You tell di world, it's like a revelation,
It's like a new creation.
We gotta sing out, we all got to chant,
Unto di Mos' High One
Go tell di world, ...
You better listen, you better listen,
You better listen when di Roots-man kickin'.
You better listen, you better listen,
You better listen when di Roots-man kickin'.
You better listen, you better listen,
You better listen when di Rasta-man kickin'....
