One, two, three, four, five, six, seven Monday's calling you too early when you're sound asleep Bells are ringing by your bedside and out in the streets
Yeah, man, reggae night You live and you love So turn on your light, make it shine bright And listen to this, jam it Reggae night We come together when
Goodbye yesterday, welcome today I've been waiting for a long, long time Goodbye yesterday, welcome today I know every thing's gonna be fine Good to
No man is an island Jack You could be tougher than a rock One and one's got to make contact To get on the right track yeah When you see in your life
Hello sunshine Will old darkness be my friend? Hello sunshine To this you can put an end Hello sunshine Why don't you please come around? Hey, there
How is there going to be peace? When there is no justice, oh no, oh Someone is taking more than their share Of the bounties of this land and that's not
Five o'clock in the morning I'm not yet a-sleeping Soon the day will be dawning Since I broke up with you My whole world is through I'm so blue I should
Be wise, be free when you're young When you're young Well, someone told me, not long ago now You're only young but for once It's the one time in a lifetime
Roses are red, violets are blue Believe me, I love you Let?s not be apart 'cause you're the rose of my heart And sweet rose, you are my queen You're
Whoa, I'm free, nobody now owns me Yes, I'm free, nobody owns me I'm a free man living in a free country No, no, no, baby, you don't own me If you think
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la Baby, I can't live without you Life is nothing without you Don't you know?
Many rivers to cross But I can't seem to find my way over Wandering I am lost As I travel along the white cliffs of dover Many rivers to cross And it
I'm sorry, I'm sorry I'm sorry, terribly sorry I'm sorry and I want you to know I hurt you and I want you to forgive me I know I hurt you and I want
Come on, make we rock, rock, rock, samba reggae Come on, make we jam, jam, jam, samba reggae Come on, make we rock, rock, rock, samba reggae Come on,
Hey Vietnam Vietnam Vietnam Vietnam Vietnam Vietnam Vietnam Yesterday I got a letter From my friend Fighting in Vietnam And this is what he had to say
I was born and raised in the ghetto Talk with me and you'll know I wasn't satisfied with living on the side I started looking around for a possibility
Better days are coming by and by Don't you get down hearted, don't you cry Troubles will be over, all our joys come over Better days are coming by and
You keep telling me, yes But you don't mean it You keep telling me, no And try to lean it You're giving me buts and maybe You know this will drive me
