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Said I remember when we used to sit |
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In the government yard in Trenchtown. |
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Oba, Observing the hypocrites |
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As they would mingle with the good people we meet, |
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Good friends we had oh good friends we've lost |
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In this bright future you can't forget your past |
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So dry your tears I say And |
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Here Little darlin', don't shed no tears, |
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Said I remember when we used to sit |
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In the government yard in Trenchtown. |
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And then Georgie would make a firelight |
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As it was love would burn in through the night. |
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Then we would cook cornmeal porridge |
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of which I'll share with you. |
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My feet is my only carriage, |
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So, I've got to push on through, but while I'm gone |
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Ev'ry thing's gonna be alright. |
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Ev'ry thing's gonna be alright. |
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Ev'ry thing's gonna be alright. |
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Ev'ry thing's gonna be alright. |
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Here Little sister, don't shed no tears, |
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Said I remember when we used to sit |
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In the government yard in Trenchtown. |
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And then Georgie would make a firelight |
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As it was love would burn in through the night. |
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Then we would cook cornmeal porridge |
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of which I'll share with you. |
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My feet is my only carriage, |
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So, I've got to push on through, but while I'm gone |
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Oh, my Little darlin', don't shed no tears. |
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Oh, my Little darlin', don't shed no tears. |
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Here Little sister, don't shed no tears, |
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Ev'ry thing's gonna be alright. |
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