Альбом Bob Marley

Live if you want to live
(Rastaman vibration, yeah! Positive!)
That's what we got to give!
(I'n'I vibration yeah! Positive)
Got to have a good vibe!
(Iyaman Iration, yeah! Irie ites!)
Wo-wo-ooh!
(Positive vibration, yeah! Positive!)

If you get down and you quarrel everyday,
You're saying prayers to the devils, I say. Wo-oh-ooh!
Why not help one another on the way?
Make it much easier. (Just a little bit easier)

Say you just can't live that negative way,
If you know what I mean;
Make way for the positive day,
'Cause it's news (new day) - news and days -
New time (new time), and if it's a new feelin' (new feelin'), yeah! -
Said it's a new sign (new sign):
Oh, what a new day!

Pickin' up?
Are you pickin' up now?
Jah love - Jah love (protect us);
Jah love - Jah love (protect us);
Jah love - Jah love (protect us).

Rastaman vibration, yeah! (Positive!)
I'n'I vibration, yeah! (Positive!) Uh-huh-huh, a yeah!
Iyaman Iration, yeah! (Irie ites!) Wo-oo-oh!
*Positive vibration, yeah! (Positive!)

Pickin' up?
Are you pickin' up now?
Pickin' up?
Are you pickin' up now?
Pickin' up? (Jah love, Jah love -)
Are you pickin' (protect us!) up now?
Pickin' up? (Jah love, Jah love -)
Are you pickin' (protect us!) up now?
Pickin' up? (Jah love, Jah love -)
Are you pickin' (protect us!) up now?
Pickin' up?
Are you pickin' up now?

[* Sleeve notes give this line as "Vibes, got to have a good vibe".]

Play I some music
This a reggae music.
Play I some music
This a reggae music.

Roots, Rock, Reggae,
This a reggae music.

Roots, Rock, Reggae,
This a reggae music.
Hey mister music,
sure sound good to me

I can't refuse it
what to be, got to be
Feel like dancing
dance 'cause we are free
Feel like dancing,
come dance with me

Roots Rock Reggae
This a reggae music
Roots Rock Reggae (yea)
This a reggae music
Play I some music
This a reggae music
Play I some music
This a reggae music

Play I some R&B whoaa
Want all my people to see
We bubbling on the top one hundred
just like a mighty dread

Play I some R&B
Want all my people to see
We bubbling on the top one hundred
Just like a mighty dread

Roots Rock Reggae
This a reggae music (aha)
Roots Rock Reggae
This a reggae music
Play I some music
This a reggae music
Play I some music
This a reggae music

Play I some R&B (whoaa)
Want all my people to see
We bubbling on the top one hundred
just like a mighty dread

Play I some music
This a reggae music
Play I some music
This a reggae music

This a reggae music (fade)

Woman hold her head and cry
Cause her son had been shot down in the street and died
From a stray bullet

Woman hold her head and cry
Accompanying her was a passer-by
Who saw the woman cry

Wondering can she work it out
Now she knows that the wages of sin is death
The gift of God is life

Oh, oh, oh, oh
Johnny was a good man
oh yeah

Woman hold her head and cry
Cause her son had been shot down in the street and died
Just because of the system

Woman hold her head and cry
Comforting her I was passing by
And I saw the woman cry

She cried, oh, oh, oh, oh
Johnny was a good man
Never did a thing wrong

Take it down

Johnny went out on a Saturday night
Never hurt anybody never started no bar room fight
Johnny never did nobody no wrong
Never hurt anybody never hurt anybody
Johnny was a good man
Johnny, Johnny, Johnny...

Johnny was a good man
(Repeat)

In a top floor flat in the middle of the night
There's a man with rifle and Johnny in his sight,
I said oh no, we can't let that kind of thing happen here no more
Oh no
Johnny, Johnny, Johnny...

A single shot rings out in a Belfast night and I said oh
Johnny was a good man

Can a woman's tender care
Cease towards the child she bears

Johnny (Repeat)

Cry to me
Cry to me yeah!
You're gonna walk back
Through the heart aches
You're gonna walk back
Through the pain
You're gonna shed those lonely teardrops
The reaction of your cheating game

You've got to cry to me yeah!
You've got to cry to me now
Lord knows how I get from
The heartaches
Lord that leadeth me yeah!
And now I'm by the still water

You've got to cry to me yeah!
Cry to me now
You've got to cry to me yeah!
You're gonna spend those lonely hours

You're gonna shed those lonely tears
Walk back through the heart aches
Walk back through the pain
Shed those lonely tear drops
Reaction of your cheating game

Now you get what you want,
Do you want more? (want more)
Now you get what you want, Do you want more? (want more)
You think it's the end, But it's just the beginning.
You think it's the end, But it's just the beginning.
Go down back-bite, down back-bite;
down back-biter, down back-bite!
Down back-biter, down back-biter; down back-biter, down back-bite!
They stab you in the back
And they claim that you're not looking.
But Jah have them in the region
In the valley of decision.
They stab you in the back
And they claim that you're not looking.
But Jah have them in the region
In the valley of decision -
In the valley of decision.
Go down back-biter, down back-bite, down back-biter, down back-bite!
Now a-you get, what you want Do you want more?
Now you get, what you want, Do you do you do you do you want more?
Now you get, what you want, Do you want more?
Now, now, do you do you want more?
Go down back-biter, down back-bite, down back-biter, down back-bite!
Go down back-biter, down back-bite, down back-biter, down back-bite!
They stab you in the back
And they claim that you're not looking.
But Jah have them in the region
In the valley of decision.
Now: what you want?
Want more? Want more?
Now: what you get?
Want more? Want more?
Now -
Now: do you want more?
You think it's the end: (think it's the end)
Do you want more? (want more) (you think it's the end)
(Now: what you want? Want more? Want more?
Now: what you get? Want more? Want more?)
Paz... Jah Bless!!!

Them crazy, them crazy
We gonna chase those crazy
Baldheads out of town
Chase those crazy baldheads
Out of town

I and I build the cabin
I and I plant the corn
Didn't my people before me
Slave for this country
Now you look me with a scorn
Then you eat up all my corn

We gonna chase those crazy baldheads
Chase them crazy
Chase those crazy baldheads out of town

Build your penitentiary, we build your schools
Brainwash education to make us the fools
Hate is your reward for our love
Telling us of your God above

We gonna chase those crazy
Chase those crazy bunkheads
Chase those crazy baldheads out of town

Here comes the conman
Coming with his con plan
We won't take no bribe, we got to stay alive

We gonna chase those crazy
Chase those crazy baldheads
Chase those crazy baldheads out of town

Man to man is so unjust, children
You don't know who to trust
Your worst enemy could be your best friend
And your best friend your worst enemy

Some will eat and drink with you
Then behind them su-su 'pon you
Only your friend know your secrets
So only he could reveal it
And who the cap fit, let them wear it (repeat)
Said I throw me corn, me no call no fowl
I saying, "cok-cok-cok, cluck-cluck-cluck"

Some will hate you, pretend they love you now
Then behind they try to eliminate you
But who Jah bless, no one curse
Thank God we're past the worse

Hypocrites and parasites
Will come up and take a bite
And if your night should turn to day
A lot of people would run away
And who the cap fit let them wear it (repeat)

And then a gonna trhow me corn
And then a gonna call no fowl
And then a gonna "Cok-cok-cok, cluck-cluck-cluck"

Some will eat and drink with you
And then behind them su-su 'pon you
And if your night should turn to day
A lot of people will run away
And who the cap fit, let them wear it (repeat)
I throw me corn, me no call no fowl
I saying "Cok-cok-cok, cluck-cluck-cluck"

The sun shall not smite I
By day, nor the moon by night
And everything that I do
Shall be upfull and right

And if it's all night
It got to be alright (Repeat)

Your mamma won't lose this one
You're the lucky one, under the sun
If you make me move
Then you know you got the groove

All night, it's alright
All night yeah! It's alright

Working on the forklift, in the night shift
Working on the night shift, with the forklift
From A.M. to P.M.
Working on a night shift yeah!
Well if it's all night
Warehouse, you're empty yeah!
Right around the corner
Bring your goods
Go around the other corner
Bring your suitcases
By the sweat of my brow
Eat your bread (Repeat)

All night, alright (Repeat)

Until the philosophy which hold one race
Superior and another inferior
is finally and permanently discredited and abandoned
Everywhere is war, me say war.

That until there are no longer first class
and second class citizens af any nation
Until the color of a man's skin
is of no more significance than the color of his eyes
Me say war.

That until the basic human rights are equally
guaranteed to all, without regard to race
A dis a war.

That until that day
the dream of lasting peace, world citizenship
rule of international morality
will remain in but a fleeting illusion
to be pursued, but never attained
Now everywhere is war, war.

And until the ignoble and unhappy regimes
that hold our brothers in Angola, in Mozambique,
South Africa sub-human bondage
have been toppled, utterly destroyed
Well, everywhere is war, me say war.

War in the east, war in the west
war up north, war down south
war, war, rumours of war.

And until that day, the African continent
will not know peace, we Africans will fight
we find it necessary and we know we shall win
as we are confident in the victory.

Of good over evil, good over evil, good over evil
Good over evil, good over evil, good ever evil.

Ah! Ya too rude
Oh what a rat race
Oh what a rat race
This is the rat race

Some a lawful, some a bastard
Some a jacket
Oh what a rat race, rat race

Some a gorgan, some a hooligan
Some a guine-gog
In this rat race. Yeah!
Rat race
I'm singing
When the cats away
The mice will play
Political violence fill ya city
Yea-ah!
Don't involve Rasta in your say say
Rasta don't work for no C.I.A
Rat race, rat race, rat race

When you think its peace and safety
A sudden destruction
Collective security for surety
Yeah!
Don't forget your history
Know your destiny
In the abundance of water
The fool is thirsty
Rat race, rat race, rat race

Oh it's a disgrace to see the
Human-race in a rat race, rat race
You got the horse race
You got the dog race
You got the human-race
But this is a rat race, rat race

Jah live, children, yeah
Jah Jah live, children, yeah
Jah live, children, yeah
Jah Jah live, children, yeah

The truth is an offense, but not a sin
Is he who laugh last, children, is he who win
Is a foolish dog, bark at a flying bird
One sheep must learn, children, to respect the shepard

Jah live, children, yeah
Jah Jah live, children, yeah
Jah live, children, yeah
Jah Jah live, children, yeah

Fools say in their hearts
Rasta, your god is dead
But I and I know, Jah Jah
Dread it shall be dreaded and dread

Jah live, children, yeah
Jah Jah live, children, yeah
Jah live, children, yeah
Jah Jah live, children, yeah

Let Jah arise
Now that the enemies are scattered
Let Jah arise
The enemies, the enemies are scattered

Jah live, children, yeah
Jah Jah live, children, yeah
Jah live, children, yeah
Jah Jah live, children, yeah