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BOB MARLEY’S LYRICS

A short (about 20 years) but what an incredible career?

  

Bob Marley’s Lyrics – List B

Bob Marley Alphabetical Song  Lyrics (B)

Baby We’ve Got A Date | Babylon System | Back Out | Bad Boys | Bad Card | Bend Down Low |
Blackman Redemption | Brain Washing Brand New Second Hand | Brown Eyed Girl |
Buffalo Soldier | Burnin’ And Lootin’ | Bus Dem Shut (Pyaka)| Butterfly | By The Rivers Of Babylon


B


Baby We’ve Got A Date

Baby baby we’ve got a date
Oh, baby, baby don’t you be late! Oh, baby!

I’ll meet you at your hosue at a quarter to eight
Oh, darlin’, baby, baby, just you have some faith!
I promise you we’re gonna
Rock it baby, rock it baby, tonight,
Rock it baby, rock it baby, tonight,
Gonna rock it baby, rock it baby, tonight,
Baby rock it baby, rock it baby, tonight!

Oh, we walk through the pale moonlight,
With our love that is right
Oh, my, my, my yeah!
Oh, so happy we will be
Sharing the love that is free!

Got to get together, babe, tonight,
Say we got to get together baby, tonight,
Say we got to get together baby, tonight,
Got to get together, babe, tonight!

Baby, we’ve got a date, don’t you remember?
Baby, baby, don’t you be late! Please don’t forget

I’ll meet you at your house at a quarter to eight
Oh, baby!
Baby, baby, just you have some faith! Wo, now!
Say we gonna
Rock it baby, rock it baby, tonight,
Say we rock it baby, rock it baby, tongiht,
We gonna rock it baby, rock it baby, tonight
Say we got to get together babe, tonight!

Say we got to get together, babe, tonight
We gonna rock it baby, rock it baby, tonight,
Say we rock it baby, rock it baby, tonight,
Say we got to get together babe, tonight!

Say we got to get together, babe, tonight
Say we got to get together babe, tonight, Are you sure…?
Say we got to get together, babe, tonight!

Rock it baby, rock it baby, tonight,
Rock it baby, rock it baby, tonight,
Gonna rock it baby, rock it baby, tonight
Rock it baby, rock it baby, tonight,
Got to get together, babe, tonight,
Got to get together, babe, tonight,
Say we got to get together, babe, tonight,
Got to get together babe, tonight!

Babylon System 

We refuse to be
What you wanted us to be;
We are what we are:
That’s the way (way) it’s going to be. You don’t know!
You can’t educate I
For no equal opportunity:
(Talkin’ ’bout my freedom) Talkin’ ’bout my freedom,
People freedom (freedom) and liberty!
Yeah, we’ve been trodding on the winepress much too long:
Rebel, rebel!
Yes, we’ve been trodding on the winepress much too long:
Rebel, rebel!

Babylon system is the vampire, yea! (vampire)
Suckin’ the children day by day, yeah!
Me say: de Babylon system is the vampire, falling empire,
Suckin’ the blood of the sufferers, yea-ea-ea-ea-e-ah!
Building church and university, wo-o-ooh, yeah! –
Deceiving the people continually, yea-ea!
Me say them graduatin’ thieves and murderers;
Look out now: they suckin’ the blood of the sufferers (sufferers).
Yea-ea-ea! (sufferers)

Tell the children the truth;
Tell the children the truth;
Tell the children the truth right now!
Come on and tell the children the truth;
Tell the children the truth;
Tell the children the truth;
Tell the children the truth;
Come on and tell the children the truth.

‘Cause – ’cause we’ve been trodding on ya winepress much too long:
Rebel, rebel!
And we’ve been taken for granted much too long:
Rebel, rebel now!

(Trodding on the winepress) Trodding on the winepress (rebel):
got to rebel, y’all (rebel)!
We’ve been trodding on the winepress much too long – ye-e-ah! (rebel)
Yea-e-ah! (rebel) Yeah! Yeah!

From the very day we left the shores (trodding on the winepress)
Of our Father’s land (rebel),
We’ve been trampled on (rebel),
Oh now! (we’ve been oppressed, yeah!) Lord, Lord, go to …

Back Out

Back out: this is the rout! 
Back out, and shot your mouth! 
Back out: you ain´t got no behaviour! 
Back out: don´t know who could be your savior! 
Yahso, Mistress Martin 
Couldn´t speak like yahso! 
Yahso, Mistress Martin 
Couldn´t speak like yahso, yahso, yahso! Yeah! 
Back out, and shut your mouth! 
Back out: ooh, yea-eah! 
Back out: you´re making things go slow! 
Back out: on the go! 
Yahso, Mistress Martin 
Couldn´t speak like yahso! 
Yahso, Mistress Martin 
Could never speak like yahso, yahso, yahso ( yahso )! Ooh yeah! 
( Sweet soul music) 
( Sweet soul music) 
( Sweet soul music) 
( Sweet soul music) 
( Sweet soul music) 
( Sweet soul music) 
Eh! Yahso, Mistress Martin 
Couldn´t speak like yahso! 
Yahso, Mistress Martin 
Could never speak like yahso, yahso, yahso ( yahso )! 
Eh! Ooh! Back out now, and shut your mouth ( Back out! ) 
Shut your mouth ( Back out! ) 
Making things go slow! (Back out! ) 
Now you´re on the go! ( Back out! ) 
You´re back ? back ? back ? now! (Back out! ) 
You never; never knew! ( Back out! ) 
You would be back ? back ? back now! ( Back out! )

Bad Boys 

Bad boys!
whatcha gon , whatcha gon, Whatcha gonna do when sheriff John Brown come for you 
tell me whatcha wanna do 
Whatcha gonna doooo.
yeeeh
Bad boys, bad boys
Whatcha gonna do? Whatcha gonna do when they come for you
Bad boys, bad boys
Whatcha gonne do? Whatcha gonne do when they come for you
When you were eight
And you had bad traits
You go to school and learn the golden rule
So why are you acting like a bloody fool
If you get hot then you must get cool
Bad boys, bad boys
Whatcha gonne do? Whatcha gonne do When they come for you (2x)
You chuck it on that one
You chuck it on this one
You chuck it on your mother and
You chuck it on your father
You chuck it on your brother and
You chuck it on your sister
You chuck it on that one and you chuck it on me
Bad boys, bad boys
Whatcha gonne do? Whatcha gonne do when they come for you (4x)
Nobody now give you no break
Police now give you no break
Soldier now give you no break
Not even you children now give you no break 
Bad boys, bad boys
Whatcha gonne do? Whatcha gonna do when they come for you (4x)
Why did you have to act so mean don’t you know
You’re a human being born of a mother with
The love of a father reflections come and reflections go
I know sometimes you wanna let go
I know sometimes you wanna let go
Bad boys, bad boys
Whatcha gonne do? Whatcha gonne do when they come for you (4x)

Bad Card 

You a-go tired fe see me face;
Can’t get me out of the race.
Oh, man, you said I’m in your place
And then you draw bad cyard –
A-make you draw bad cyard,
And then you draw bad cyard.

Propaganda spreading over my name;
Say you wanna bring another life to shame.
Oh, man, you just a-playing a game
And then you draw bad cyard (draw bad cyard);
A-make you draw bad cyard (draw bad cyard);
A-make you draw bad cyard.

I want to disturb my neighbour,
‘Cause I’m feelin’ so right;
I want to turn up my disco,
Blow them to full watts tonight, eh! –
In a rub-a-dub style, in a rub-a-dub style,
In a rub-a-dub style, in a rub-a-dub style.

‘Cause we guarding the palace so majestic;
Guarding the palace so realistic!

Them a-go tired to see we face (oh yeah!),
Me say them can’t get we out of the race;
Oh, man, it’s just a big disgrace.
The way you draw bad cyard (draw bad cyard);
The way you make wrong moves (make wrong moves);
The way you draw bad cyard (draw bad cyard);
A-make you draw bad cyard (draw bad cyard);
A-make you draw bad cyard –
In a rub-a-dub style, rub-a-dub style,
In a rub-a-dub style

Bend Down Low

Bend down low, let me tell you what I know now;
Bend down low, let me tell you what I know.
Oh! Fisherman row to reap what you sow now;
Oh, tell you all I know (Oo-oh!),
you’ve got to let me go now (Oo-oh!),
And all you’ve got to do:
(Bend down low) Oh yeah! Let me tell you what I know;
Bend down low, let me tell you what I know. Oh yeah!

You keep on knockin’, but you can’t come in.
I get to understand you been livin’ in sin,
But if you love me, woman, walk right in.
I’ve got a notch for your safety-pin,
But bend down low.

[Instrumental break]

Keep on knockin’, but you can’t come in.
I get to understand you been livin’ in sin,
But walk right in, woman, sit right down.
I will keep on lovin’ you; I play the clown.
But bend down low, baby, let me tell you what I know;
Bend down low, let me tell you what I know, yeah!
Let me tell you, baby! Let me tell ya –
Knock on, babe! Just won’t let ya in!
You been livin’ in sin. Knock on! [fadeout]

Blackman Redemption

Woy-a, Natty Congo:
A Dreadlock Congo I!
Woy-a, Natty Congo:
A Blackman Redemption! Woy-yo, yo-oo-wo-oo!
A Blackman Redemption! Woy-yo, wo-oo-wo-oo!

No need – no need to get jumpy;
No need and-a no need to get bumpy,
And-a no need – and-a no need to get bumpy;
No nee-nee-nee-nee-nee-nee-nee-need to get jumpy!

Youth and youth agree to:
Cool runnings; can you dig it?
Cool runnings; yeah, one more time! A-beg ya:
Cool runnings; can you stop it?
Cool runnings:
Spread out, spread out,
Spread out, spread out.

Tell you about the Blackman Redemption; can you dig it? (Oh, yeah!)
A Blackman Redemption; can you stop it?
Oh, no! Oh, no! Oh, no!

Coming from the root of King David
Through to the line of Solomon,
His Imperial Majesty is the Power of Authority:
Spread out, spread out,
Spread out, spread out,
Spread out, spread out,
Spread, spread out.

— Instrumental break —

No need – no need – no need to get jumpy,
And-a no need – and-a no need to walk away.

Let me tell bout ya:
Cool runnings, can you dig it?
Cool runnings: it’s one more time we want it;
Cool runnings;
Cool runnings;
Spread out, spread out,
Spread out, spread out,
Spread out. Spread out, spread out.
Spread out, spread out.

It’s just-a Blackman Redemption
Can you dig it (wo-yeah!) Good, Lord! Good, Lord! Good, Lord!
Blackman Redemption, can you stop it? Oh, no! Oh, no!
Blackman redemption

Brain Washing 

Ooh-ooh
Old Mr. Joe, he build a house away
On top of some hill
Old Mr. Joe knew he had to go, so he
He got right down and wrote bank will
He say now, here’s to mother hen
And her chicken, Lord have mercy now
Master, will you take a roll in the mud
Like you know you should?
The old barnyard, the old barnyard
Birds and the chick, ooh-wee
Who’s got to watch out for brother mongoose
With his top hap and walking-stick?

It’s just the poor’s brain washing
(Poor’s …) They told me a long time ago,
It’s just the poor’s brain washing, ooh-wee
(Poor’s brain washing) Now look at a thing like this

Cinderella and her long lost fellow
In the midnight hour, she lost her silver slipper
Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall
While Jack and Jill had themselves a fall

It’s just the poor’s (… brain washing)
And I don’t need it no longer (… washing)
It’s just the poor’s brain washing
Coming through to a poor man’s child, ooh-wee, look at this

Little Miss Muffet she sat on a tuffet
While Little Red Riding Hood delivered her grandmom’s food
Ooh-wee ooh-wee
Ooh-wee, look at one more thing like this
The cow jumping over the moon
While the dish got jealous, he grabbed the handy spoon

It’s just the poor’s brain washing
And I don’t need it no longer, I don’t want it no longer
I don’t need it no longer (…washing)
And I don’t care for no more brain washing (… washing) … 

Brand New Second Hand

You’re only acting like
You are somebody
But I don’t love to say
You’re not nobody
Don’t exhaust our painted face, girl
‘Cause underneath that face
You’re just have disgrace
And you’re just a brand new second hand
You’ll make no one fool
You’re just a brand new second hand
I only confess you
You’re brand new second hand
Dirty golden rule
You’re just a brand new second hand
What you’ve got, girl
That I don’t know
Why you really really got to
Exalt yourself so
Mama used to tell me
A long time ago, girl
It’s not everything you own
That glitters is gold
So you’re just a brand new second hand
No man no want no
Brand new second hand
You better go back round so girl
Brand new second hand
Don’t you show us
Brand new second hand
If you think it’s the dress you wear
That makes you a lady
Get that out of your mind
You must be crazy
You’re just a brand new second hand, yes girl
No man no want
Brand new second hand, yes girl
No bother come show off so
You’re just a brand new second hand

Brown Eyed Girl 

Hey where did you go, days when the rain came 
Down in the hollow, playin a new game 
Laughin and a runnin, skippin and a jumpin 
In the misty mornin fog, with our hearts a thumpin at you 
The Brown Eyed Girl 
You my Brown Eyed Girl 
Now what ever happened, to Tuesdays are so slow 
Goin down the old man river, with a transistor radio 
Standin in the sunlights laughin, hidin behind a rainbow wall 
Slippin and a slidin, all along the waterfall with you 
The Brown Eyed Girl 
You my Brown Eyed Girl 
Do you remember when, we used to sing 
Sha la la la la la la la la la la dee dah 
Sha la la la la la la la la la la dee dah 
La dee dah 
So hard to find my way, now that I’m all on my own 
I saw you just the other day, my how you had grown 
Cast my memory back there, sometimes I’m overcome thinkin about you 
Makin love in the green grass, behind the stadium with you 
My Brown Eyed Girl 
You my Brown Eyed Girl 
Do you remember when we used to sing

Buffalo Soldier

Buffalo Soldier, Dreadlock Rasta:
There was a Buffalo Soldier in the heart of America,
Stolen from Africa, brought to America,
Fighting on arrival, fighting for survival.

I mean it, when I analyze the stench –
To me it makes a lot of sense:
How the Dreadlock Rasta was the Buffalo Soldier,
And he was taken from Africa, brought to America,
Fighting on arrival, fighting for survival.

Said he was a Buffalo Soldier, Dreadlock Rasta –
Buffalo Soldier in the heart of America.

If you know your history,
Then you would know where you coming from,
Then you wouldn’t have to ask me,
Who the ‘eck do I think I am.

I’m just a Buffalo Soldier in the heart of America,
Stolen from Africa, brought to America,
Said he was fighting on arrival, fighting for survival;
Said he was a Buffalo Soldier win the war for America.

Dreadie, woy yoy yoy, woy yoy-yoy yoy,
Woy yoy yoy yoy, yoy yoy-yoy yoy!
Woy yoy yoy, woy yoy-yoy yoy,
Woy yoy yoy yoy, yoy yoy-yoy yoy!
Buffalo Soldier troddin’ through the land, wo-ho-ooh!
Said he wanna ran, then you wanna hand,
Troddin’ through the land, yea-hea, yea-ea.

Said he was a Buffalo Soldier win the war for America;
Buffalo Soldier, Dreadlock Rasta,
Fighting on arrival, fighting for survival;
Driven from the mainland to the heart of the Caribbean.

Singing, woy yoy yoy, woy yoy-yoy yoy,
Woy yoy yoy yoy, yoy yoy-yoy yoy!
Woy yoy yoy, woy yoy-yoy yoy,
Woy yoy yoy yoy, yoy yoy-yoy yoy!

Troddin’ through San Juan in the arms of America;
Troddin’ through Jamaica, a Buffalo Soldier# –
Fighting on arrival, fighting for survival:
Buffalo Soldier, Dreadlock Rasta.

Woy yoy yoy, woy yoy-yoy yoy,
Woy yoy yoy yoy, yoy yoy-yoy yoy!
Woy yoy yoy, woy yoy-yoy yoy,
Woy yoy yoy yoy, yoy yoy-yoy yoy!

Burnin’ And Lootin’ 

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!)
Burning and a-looting 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.

Bus Dem Shut (Pyaka)

Life is for man to live (Let man live life! Ba, ba, ba-ba, ba-ah!);
Bread is for man to eat (Let man eat bread! Ba, ba, ba-ba, ba-ah!).
Bread and pyaka:
Cut down pyaka-yism!
Bread and pyaka:
Cut down pyaka-yism!
Everyt’ing ya run dung ‘pon;
Everyt’ing ya run dung ‘pon;
Everyt’ing ya run dung ‘pon;
Everyt’ing ya run dung ‘pon.
Come, we go reason now;
Come-a, come-a come-a, we go reason now (we deh go reason now);
Come-a, come-a come-a, we go reason now (we deh go reason now);
Come-a, come-a come-a, we go reason now (we deh go reason now).
Where do you stand for happiness (wa-la, wa-la!)
When you no say you no want it,
While some o’ dem (some o’ dem, some o’ dem) out deh, eh!
I bus dem shut right now
Fi get it.
Bread and pyaka:
Cut down pyaka-yism!
Bread and pyaka:
Cut down pyaka-yism!
Woman feel the pain;
Man suffer, Lord.
Woman feel the pain;
Man suffer, Lord.

Come-a, come-a, come-a: we go reason now;
Come-a, come-a, come-a: we go reason now;
Come-a, come-a, come-a: we go reason now;
Come-a, come-a, come-a: we go reason now;
Come-a, come, come-a: we go reason now;
Come-a, come-a, come-a: we go reason now.
Peeyah, peeyah, pyaka, come!
Peeyah, peeyah, pyaka, come!
Peeyah, peeyah, pyaka, come!
A-come-a, come-a, come-a: we go reason now;
A-come-a, come-a, come-a: we go reason now;
A-come-a, come-a, come-a: we go reason now;
Oh, come-a, come, come-a: we go reason now;
Bread and pyaka;
Sister pyaka;
Bread and pyaka;
Sister pyaka;
Cut down pyaka-yism!
Cut down pyaka-yism!
Cut down pyaka-ysim! /fadeout/

Butterfly

Softly and tendly giveing my love to you oh butterfly,butterfly i love you so 
on the street where we live people makeing love so you cant we why cant you and i
i love you so whoa baby baby so whoa baby baby so whoa so whoa baby baby,
softly and tendly am giveing my love to you oh butterfly butterfly please dont you cry
cause on the streets where we live people makeing love so you cant we why cant you and i
i love you so whoa baby baby so whoa baby baby so whoa so whoa baby baby,
softly and truely am giveing my love to you whoa butterfly butterfly i love you so yeah!
on the street where we people makeing love so you cant we why cant you and i,i love you so 
baby baby so whoa baby baby……….

By The Rivers Of Babylon 

By the rivers of Babylon, 
where he sat down, 
and there he went 
for he remembered Zion. 
For the wicked carry us away. 
Captivity requireth from us a song. 
How can we sing King Alpha’s song 
in a strange land? 
So let the words of our mouth 
and the meditations of our hearts 
be acceptable in thy sight over I.


 

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