Rastafari

These are those who journey through creation

Holding firm mankind in a firmer meditation - yeah

Who are these people, who are these people, they question

I and I a Rastafari, dreader than dread, oh Lord

Nyabinghi congo, bongo, redder than red, ey

I and I a Rastafari, dreader than dread, oh Lord

Nyabinghi congo, congo, Lord, red man red

Tell you why, why, why, why, why, why

Jah know heathen blood that will spill

Jah Jah move I away, no man can catch me

Some hungry fi kill, man a better you chill

Not a nah go no funeral, I am nyabinghi

Heed, yet I and I try, no invite me

Let the dead praise the dead, I wanna be lively

Remembering how folks used to be

This life means so much more to me

I and I a Rastafari, dreader than dread, oh Lord

Nyabinghi congo, bongo, Lord, redder than red, ey

I and I a Rastafari, dreader than dread, oh Lord

Nyabinghi congo, bongo, Lord, red man red

Tell you what

Take a vow of separation, put no razor upon thy head

Seize not lamentation, let the dead bury them dead

Sail from creation, ancient bongo man

Take that fire light, logwood was burning through the night

Man a Rastafari, dreader than dread, oh Lord

Nyabinghi congo, bongo, conquer all dead - say what

I and I a Rastafari, dreader than dread, oh Lord

Nyabinghi congo, congo, Lord, red man red

So let them say... what they wanna say... oh Lord

And let them do... what they wanna do

They cannot stop I from loving you

I must be true to myself, the Almighty and you

They can't stop I from putting through

No matter what they do, I'm gonna be true

I and I a Rastafari, dreader than dread, oh Lord

Nyabinghi congo, bongo, red man red

Say what, say what, say what

I and I a Rastafari, dreader than dread, oh Lord

Nyabinghi congo, bongo, Lord, red man red

Jah Jah know heathen blood that will spill

Jah Jah move I away, no man can catch me

Some hungry fi kill, man a better you chill

I, Buju nah go no funeral, I am nyabinghi

Heed, yet I and I try, no invite me

Let the dead praise the dead, man, I wanna be lively

Remembering how folks used to be

This life means so much more to me

I and I a Rastafari, dreader than dread, oh Lord

Nyabinghi congo, congo, whoa, conquer all dead - what I say

I-man, I a Rastafari, dreader than dread, oh Lord

Nyabinghi congo, bongo, a red man red

Tell dem

Nyabinghi congo, congo, Lord, a red man red

Congo, congo, Lord, a red man red

Congo, congo, whoa, a red man red