TRENCHTOWN ROCK

(Bob Marley)

One good thing about music, when it hits ya (you feel no pain);
Wo-wo-wo, I say: One good thing about music, when it hits ya
(you feel no pain):
Hit me with music, yeah!  Hit me with music now!
This is: (Trenchtown Rock)  Don't watch that!
(Trenchtown Rock)   Big fish or sprat now!
(Trenchtown rock)   You reap what you sow.
(Trenchtown Rock)   And only Jah-Jah know.
(Trenchtown Rock)   I never turn my back.
(Trenchtown Rock)   I give the slum a try.
(Trenchtown Rock)   I never let the children cry,
(Trenchtown Rock)   'Cause you got to tell Jah - Jah why.
(Groovin')  It's Kingston 12;
(Groovin')  It's Kingston 12;
(Groovin')  It's Kingston 12, now;
(Groovin')  It's Kingston 12.
(No want you fe galang so), oh no!
(No want you fe galang so), scaba-dip, scaba!
(You want come cold I up), scaba-diba-dip!  Scaba-dip, scaba-dip!
(But you can't come cold I up)
Wo - wo - wo, I'm a groover,
And the world know by now, now, now, now, now, now, now, now, y'all!

Oh now, I say: you feel no pain now;
One good thing about music
When it hits ya (you feel no pain) - feel no pain:
Hit me with music, now - wo now!
Hit me with music now!
Hit me with music!)   'Arder!  Brutalize me!
(Hit me with music!)
This is: (Trenchtown Rock)  I say don't watch that,
(Trenchtown Rock)   If you are big fish or sprat;
(Trenchtown Rock)   You reap what you sow -
(Trenchtown Rock)   I - everyone know now
(Trenchtown Rock)   Don't turn your back!
(Trenchtown Rock)   I say, give a slum a try;
(Trenchtown Rock)   Never let the children cry
(Trenchtown Rock)   Or you got to tell Jah - Jah why.

(Groovin')  It's Kingston 12;
(Groovin')  It's Kingston 12;
(Groovin')  I said, it's Kingston 12 now!
(Groovin')  Wo - wo - wo - wo, it's Kingston 12.
(No want you fe galang so)  Since I told you that
(No want you fe galang so)  We should live with love.
(You want come cold I up)   And I don't do that ...
(But you can't come cold I up)  I look da now!
And then it's Kingston 12.  Uh!

Good God, look a-here now! (you feel no pain)  Uh!
Hit me with music, yeah!  Come on!  (Hit me with music)
(Hit me with music), oh my brother! (Hit me with music) Brutalize me!
(Hit me with music!)   Oh hurt me!   (Hit me with music)
We can trash this ourselves!
(Hit me with music)
(Trenchtown Rock)   Don't call no cop!
(Trenchtown Rock)   We can trash things ourselves!
(Trenchtown Rock)   Got no stacks on no shelves!
But let me tell ya, behave yourselves!
(Trenchtown Rock)

BURNIN' AND LOOTIN'

(Bob Marley)

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 of brutality.  Eh!

How many rivers do we have to cross,
Before we can talk to the boss?  Eh!
All that we got, it seems we have lost;
We must have really paid the cost.

(That's why we gonna be)
Burnin' and a-lootin' tonight;
(Say we gonna burn and loot)
Burnin' and a-lootin' tonight;
(One more thing)
Burnin' all pollution tonight;
(Oh, yeah, yeah)
Burnin' all illusion tonight.

Oh, stop them!

Give me the food and let me grow;
Let the Roots Man take a blow.
All them drugs gonna make you slow now;
It's not the music of the ghetto.  Eh!

Weeping and a-wailin' tonight;
(Who can stop the tears?)
Weeping and a-wailin' tonight;
(We've been suffering these long, long-a years!)
Weeping and a-wailin' tonight
(Will you say cheer?)
Weeping and a-wailin' tonight
(But where?)

Give me the food and let me grow;
Let the Roots Man take a blow.
I must say: all them - all them drugs gonna make you slow;
It's not the music of the ghetto.

We gonna be burning and a-looting tonight;
(To survive, yeah!)
Burnin' and a-lootin' tonight;
(Save your baby lives)
Burning all pollution tonight;
(Pollution, yeah, yeah!)
Burning all illusion tonight
(Lord-a, Lord-a, Lord-a, Lord!)

Burning and a-looting tonight;
Burning and a-looting tonight;
Burning all pollution tonight.

THEM BELLY FULL (BUT WE HUNGRY)

(Legon Cogill; Carlton Barrett)

Na-na na na-na na na na;
Na-na na na-na na na na;
Na-na na na-na na na na;
Na-na na na-na na na na.

Them belly full, but we hungry;
A hungry mob is a angry mob.
A rain a-fall, but the dirt it tough;
A yot a-yook, but d' yood no 'nough.

You're gonna dance to Jah music, dance;
We're gonna dance to Jah music, dance, oh-ooh!

Forget your troubles and dance!
Forget your sorrows and dance!
Forget your sickness and dance!
Forget your weakness and dance!

Cost of livin' gets so high,
Rich and poor they start to cry:
Now the weak must get strong;
They say, "Oh, what a tribulation!"
Them belly full, but we hungry;
A hungry mob is a angry mob.
A rain a-fall, but the dirt it tough;
A pot a-yook, but d' yood* no 'nough.

We're gonna chuck to Jah music - chuckin';
We're chuckin' to Jah music - we're chuckin'.
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/Guitar solo/
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A belly full, but them hungry;
A hungry mob is a angry mob.
A rain a-fall, but the dirt it tough;
A pot a-cook, but d' food* no 'nough.
A hungry man is a angry man;
A rain a-fall, but the dirt it tough;
A pot a-yook, but you no 'nough'
A rain a-fall, but the dirt it tough.
A pot a-cook, but you no 'nough;
A hungry mob is a angry mob;
A hungry mob is a angry mob.

LIVELY UP YOURSELF

(Bob Marley)

You're gonna lively up yourself, and don't be no drag;
You lively up yourself 'cause reggae is another bag.
You lively up yourself, and don't say, "No";
You're gonna lively up yourself 'cause I said so!

Hear what you gonna do:
You rock so, you rock so, like you never did before, yeah!
You dip so, you dip so: dip through my door.
You come so, you come so, oh yeah!
You skank so, you skank so: be alive today!

You're gonna lively up yourself, and don't say, "No";
You lively up yourself, big daddy says so, y'all!
You lively up yourself, and don't be no drag;
You lively up yourself 'cause reggae is another bag.

What you got that I don't know?
I'm a-trying to wonder - wonder - wonder why you -
         wonder - wonder why you act so.  Yeah!

Hey, do you hear what the man seh?
Lively up your(self) - your woman in the morning time, y'all!
Wa!  Keep a liv'lin' up your woman when the evening come
And take ya* - take ya - take ya - take ya-a-a!
Come on, baby!   'Cause I wanna be lively myself, y'all!
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/Organ, saxophone and guitar solo/
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Lively up yourself;
Lively up yourself.
You want to rock so, you rock so:
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/Saxophone solo/
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You rock so, you rock so;
You dip so, you dip so;
You skank so, you skank so, and don't be no drag!
You come so, you come so, for reggae is another bag!

Get what you got in that bag!
What you got in de other bag you got hanging there?
What you say you got?
I don't believe you!

NO WOMAN NO CRY

(Vincent Ford)

No, woman, no cry;
No, woman, no cry;
No, woman, no cry;
No, woman, no cry.

'Cause - 'cause - 'cause I remember when a we used to sit
In a government yard in Trenchtown,
Ober - observing the 'ypocrites - yeah! -
Mingle with the good people we meet, yeah!
Good friends we have, oh, good friends we have lost
Along the way, yeah!
In this great future, you can't forget your past;
So dry your tears, I seh.  Yeah!

No, woman, no cry;
No, woman, no cry.   Eh, yeah!
A little darlin', don't shed no tears:
No, woman, no cry.   Eh!

Said - said - said I remember when we used to sit
In the government yard in Trenchtown, yeah!
And then Georgie would make the fire lights,
I seh, logwood burnin' through the nights, yeah!
Then we would cook cornmeal porridge, say,
Of which I'll share with you, yeah!
My feet is my only carriage
And so I've got to push on through.
Oh, while I'm gone,
Everything's gonna be all right!
Everything's gonna be all right!
Everything's gonna be all right, yeah!
Everything's gonna be all right!
Everything's gonna be all right-a!
Everything's gonna be all right!
Everything's gonna be all right, yeah!
Everything's gonna be all right!

So no, woman, no cry;
No, woman, no cry.
I seh, O little - O little darlin', don't shed no tears;
No, woman, no cry, eh.

No, woman - no, woman - no, woman, no cry;
No, woman, no cry.
One more time I got to say:
O little - little darlin', please don't shed no tears;
No, woman, no cry.
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I SHOT THE SHERIFF

(Bob Marley)

(I shot the sheriff
But I didn't shoot no deputy, oh no!  Oh!
I shot the sheriff
But I didn't shoot no deputy, ooh, ooh, oo-ooh.)
Yeah!  All around in my home town,
They're tryin' to track me down;
They say they want to bring me in guilty
For the killing of a deputy,
For the life of a deputy.
But I say:

Oh, now, now.  Oh!
(I shot the sheriff.) - the sheriff.
(But I swear it was in selfdefence.)
Oh, no!  (Ooh, ooh, oo-oh)  Yeah!
I say: I shot the sheriff - Oh, Lord! -
(And they say it is a capital offence.)
Yeah! (Ooh, ooh, oo-oh)  Yeah!

Sheriff John Brown always hated me,
For what, I don't know:
Every time I plant a seed,
He said kill it before it grow -
He said kill them before they grow.
And so:

Read it in the news:
(I shot the sheriff.)   Oh, Lord!
(But I swear it was in self-defence.)
Where was the deputy?   (Oo-oo-oh)
I say: I shot the sheriff,
But I swear it was in selfdefence.  (Oo-oh)  Yeah!

Freedom came my way one day
And I started out of town, yeah!
All of a sudden I saw sheriff John Brown
Aiming to shoot me down,
So I shot - I shot - I shot him down and I say:
If I am guilty I will pay.

(I shot the sheriff,)
But I say (But I didn't shoot no deputy),
I didn't shoot no deputy (oh, no-oh), oh no!
(I shot the sheriff.)   I did!
But I didn't shoot no deputy.  Oh!  (Oo-oo-ooh)

Reflexes had got the better of me
And what is to be must be:
Every day the bucket a-go a well,
One day the bottom a-go drop out,
One day the bottom a-go drop out.
I say:

I - I - I - I shot the sheriff.
Lord, I didn't shot the deputy.  Yeah!
I - I (shot the sheriff) -
But I didn't shoot no deputy, yeah!  No, yeah! 

GET UP, STAND UP

(Bob Marley; Peter Tosh)

Get up, stand up: stand up for your rights!
Get up, stand up: stand up for your rights!
Get up, stand up: stand up for your rights!
Get up, stand up: don't give up the fight!

Preacherman, don't tell me,
Heaven is under the earth.
I know you don't know
What life is really worth.
It's not all that glitters is gold;
'Alf the story has never been told:
So now you see the light, eh!
Stand up for your rights.  Come on!

Get up, stand up: stand up for your rights!
Get up, stand up: don't give up the fight!
Get up, stand up: stand up for your rights!
Get up, stand up: don't give up the fight!

Most people think,
Great God will come from the skies,
Take away everything
And make everybody feel high.
But if you know what life is worth,
You will look for yours on earth:
And now you see the light,
You stand up for your rights.  Jah!

Get up, stand up!  (Jah, Jah!)
Stand up for your rights! (Oh-hoo!)
Get up, stand up!  (Get up, stand up!)
Don't give up the fight! (Life is your right!)
Get up, stand up!  (So we can't give up the fight!)
Stand up for your rights! (Lord, Lord!)
Get up, stand up!  (Keep on struggling on!)
Don't give up the fight!  (Yeah!)

We sick an' tired of-a your ism-skism game -
Dyin' 'n' goin' to heaven in-a Jesus' name, Lord.
We know when we understand:
Almighty God is a living man.
You can fool some people sometimes,
But you can't fool all the people all the time.
So now we see the light (What you gonna do?),
We gonna stand up for our rights!  (Yeah, yeah, yeah!)

So you better:
Get up, stand up!   (In the morning!  Git it up!)
Stand up for your rights!  (Stand up for our rights!)
Get up, stand up!
Don't give up the fight! (Don't give it up, don't give it up!)
Get up, stand up!   (Get up, stand up!)
Stand up for your rights!  (Get up, stand up!)
Get up, stand up!   ( ... )
Don't give up the fight! (Get up, stand up!)
Get up, stand up!   ( ... )
Stand up for your rights!
Get up, stand up!
Don't give up the fight!