Rastas Never Dies
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
Rastas never die
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
Rastas never die
I crossed the border of Africa
With no bread and no water
I then find myself
In a lifeless desert
Hunger struck
And I cried out
I said bread, oh bread
No-one could ever hear your hunger shouting
And about that time
Oh, everything went out of sight
all I could hear was a voice
That was shouting from above
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh oh
Rastas never die
Oh, oh, oh (Oh yeah)
Oh, oh, oh (Oh yeah)
Oh, oh, oh (Oh yeah)
Rastas never die (Oh yeah)
Oh, oh, oh (Oh, oh)
Oh, oh, oh (Oh, oh)
Oh, oh, oh (Oh, oh)
Oh, Rastas never die (Oh oh)
Now I know that
Rastas never need any piece of bread
Whenever hard times comes
Oh, the Rasta falls down to his knees
He will cry out and say, Jah, Jah
Help us Jah
Oh, oh oh
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
Help us, Jah
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
Help us, Jah
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
Help us, Jah
