Songs of Freedom Disc 3

SONGS OF FREEDOM Disc 3

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  • Transcribed from album tracks
    [Album originally released 21/9/1992]
    
    
    Contents:
    
     1. No Woman No Cry  (Live at the Roxy, Los Angeles, CA, 26/5/76) [5:22]
     2. Who the Cap Fit     (RV-7)            [4:41]
     3. Jah Live            [single]          [4:15]
     4. Crazy Baldheads     (RV-6)            [3:09]
     5. War                 (RV-9)            [3:36]
     6. Johnny Was          (RV-3)            [3:46]
     7. Rat Race            (RV-10)           [2:49]
     8. Jammin'             [12" mix]         [5:45]
     9. Waiting in Vain     [Advert mix]      [3:59]
    10. Exodus              [12" mix]         [7:24]
    11. Natural Mystic      (E-1)             [3:28]
    12. Three Little Birds  [Alternative mix] [2:56]
    13. Running Away        (K-9)             [4:14]
    14. Keep on Moving      [London version]  [5:44]
    15. Easy Skanking       (K-1)             [2:55]
    16. Is This Love        [Horns mix]       [3:59]
    17. Smile Jamaica       [single]          [3:13]
    18. Time Will Tell      (K-10)            [3:30]
    
    
                1. NO WOMAN NO CRY  [Vincent Ford] (Live at the Roxy, Los Angeles, CA, 26/5/76)
    
    
                I remember when-a we used to sit
                In a government yard in Trenchtown,
                Oba - obaserving the hypocrites
                As they would mingle with the good people we meet (meet).
                Good friends we have, oh, good friends we've lost
                Along the way (way).
                In this great future, you can't forget your past:
                So dry your tears, I say,
    
                And: No, woman, no cry;
                No, woman, no cry.
                Woman, little sister, don't shed no tears:
                No, woman, no cry.
    
                Said - said: I remember, oh, when-a we used to sit
                In a government yard in Trenchtown;
                And then Georgie would make the fire light,
                As it was logwood burnin' through the night (night).
                Then we would cook cornmeal porridge,
                Of which I'll share with you (ooh).
                You see, my feet i-is my only carriage
                So I've got to push on through.
                But while I'm gone-a, baby:
                Everything's gonna be all right!
                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!
                Everything's gonna be all right-a!
                Everything's gonna be all right!
    
                No, woman, no cry;  oh, no, no!
                Sayin', woman, now: no, woman, no cry.
                Woman, little sister, you can dry your weeping eyes;
                No, woman, no cry.  Eh!
                ---
                /Guitar solo/
                ---
                (Little darlin', don't shed no tears;
                No, woman, no cry.
                Little sister, don't shed no tears;
                No, woman, no cry)
    
    
                2. WHO THE CAP FIT  [Aston Barrett; Carlton Barrett] [= RASTAMAN VIBRATION (Track 7)]
    
                Man to man is so unjust, children:
                Ya don't know who to trust.
                Your worst enemy could be your best friend,
                And your best friend your worse 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!
                Who the cap fit, let them wear it!
                Said I throw me corn, me no call no fowl;
                I saying, "Cook-cook-cook, cluk-cluk-cluk."
    
                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 stock fit let them wear it!
                Who the (cap fit) let them (wear it)!
    
                And then a-gonna throw me corn,
                And then a-gonna call no fowl,
                And then a-gonna "Cook-cook-cook, cluk-cluk-cluk."
                ---
                /Instrumental break/
                ---
                Some will eat and drink with you,
                Then behind them su-su 'pon you, yeah!
                And if night should turn to day, now,
                A lot of people would run away, yeah!
                And who the cap fit, let them wear it!
                Who the cap fit, let them wear it!
                Throw me corn, me no call no fowl;
                A-saying: "Cook-cook-cook, cluk-cluk-cluk."
                ...     : "Cook-cook-cook, cluk-cluk-cluk."
                Throw me corn (cook-cook-cook);
                Me call no fowl (cluk-cluk-cluk)
    
    
                3. JAH LIVE  [Lee Perry; Bob Marley]
    
                Jah live, children, ye-ah!
                Jah - Jah live, children, yeah!
                Jah live, children, ye-ah!
                Jah - Jah live, children, yeah!
    
                The truth is an offence,
                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 a-must learn, children,
                To respect the shepherd.
    
                Jah live, children, ye-ah!
                Jah - Jah live, children, yeah!
                Jah live, children, ye-ah-ah-ah!
                Jah - Jah live, children, yeah!  Jah!
                ---
                /Guitar solo/
                ---
                Fools say in their heart,
                "Rasta, your god is dead!"
                But I'n'I know:
                Jah - Jah Dread;
                It shall be Dreader Dread.
    
                Jah live, children, ye-ah!
                Jah - Jah live, children, yeah!
                Jah live, children, ye-ah!
                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, ye-ah!
                Jah - Jah live, ooh! - children, yeah!
                Jah live, children, ye-ah!
                Jah - Jah live, children, yeah!   /fadeout/
    
    
                4. CRAZY BALDHEADS  [Bob Marley (attributed to Rita Marley); Vincent ford] [= RASTAMAN VIBRATION (Track 6)]
    
                Them crazy, them crazy -
                We gonna chase those crazy
                Baldheads out of town;
                Chase those crazy baldheads
                Out of our town.
    
                I'n'I build a cabin;
                I'n'I plant the corn;
                Didn't my people before me
                Slave for this country?
                Now you look me with that scorn,
                Then you eat up all my corn.
    
                We gonna chase those crazy -
                Chase them crazy -
                Chase those crazy baldheads out of town!
                ---
                /Scat singing/
                ---
                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 the yown!
                ---
                /Instrumental break/
                ---
                We gonna chase those crazy -
                Chase those crazy bunkheads -
                Chase those crazy baldheads out of the yown!
    
                Here comes the conman
                Coming with his con plan.
                We won't take no bribe;
                We've got [to] stay alive.
    
                We gonna chase those crazy -
                Chase those crazy baldheads -
                Chase those crazy baldheads out of the yown.
    
    
                5. WAR  [Alan Cole; Carlton Barrett] [= RASTAMAN VIBRATION (Track 9)]
    
                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 no longer
                First class and second class citizens of any nation
                Until the colour of a man's skin
                Is of no more significance than the colour of his eyes -
                Me say war.
    
                That until the basic human rights
                Are equally guaranteed to all,
                Without regard to race -
                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, yeah!
                Good over evil -
                Good over evil, yeah!
                Good over evil -
                Good over evil, yeah!           /fadeout/
    
    
                6. JOHNNY WAS   [Bob Marley (attributed to Rita Marley)] [= RASTAMAN VIBRATION (Track 3)]
    
                (Wo-o-o-o!  Wo-o-o-o!  Wooo!)
                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;
                Explaining to her was a passerby
                Who saw the woman cry  (cry)
                Wondering how can she work it out,
                Now she knows that the wages of sin is death, yeah!
                Gift of Jah is life.    (life)
                She cried:      Ah-um, I - I know!
                "Johnny was a good man," I - I know!  (never did a thing wrong)
                "Johnny was a good, good, good, good, good, good, good, good,
                        good, good, good man",  (Johnny was good man)
                she cried - she crie-ie-ie-ie-ie-ie-ie-ied!
    
                Wo-ooh!  Woman hold her head and cry,
                As her son had been shot down in the street and died
                Just because of the system.  (system)
    
                Woman hold her head and cry;
                Comforting her I was passing by.
                She complained, then she cry:
                Oh-ooh-wo-ah, cry (ah-ah), yeah, I know now (ah-ah),
                   no I know, I know now:               (Johnny was a good man)
                Said I know, mm-mm-mm-mm-mm.            (Never did a thing wrong)
                Ah!  Ah!                                (Johnny was a good man)
                Can a woman tender care, she cried,     (Never did a thing wrong)
                Cease towards the child she bear?       (Johnny was a good man)
                Wo-ho-ho-ooh!  Woman cry, woman -       (Never did a thing wrong)
                She cried, wo-oh!  She cried, yeah!     (Johnny was a good man)
                Can a woman tender care
                Cease towards the child she bear?       (Never did a thing wrong)
                Wo-now, cry!                            (Johnny was a good man)
    
    
                7. RAT RACE     [Bob Marley (attributed to Rita Marley)] [= RASTAMAN VIBRATION (Track 10)]
    
                Uh!  Ya too rude!
                Uh!  Eh!  What a rat race!
                Oh, what a rat race!
                Oh, what a rat race!
                Oh, what a rat race!
                This is the rat race!  Rat race!  (Rat race!)
    
                Some a lawful, some a bastard, some a jacket:
                Oh, what a rat race, yeah!  Rat race!
    
                Some a gorgon-a, some a hooligan-a, some a guine-gog-a
                In this 'ere rat race, yeah!
                Rat race!
                I'm singin' that
                When the cat's away,
                The mice will play.
                Political voilence fill ya city, ye-ah!
                Don't involve Rasta in your say say;
                Rasta don't work for no C.I.A.
                Rat race, rat race, rat race!  Rat race, I'm sayin':
                When you think is peace and safety:
                A sudden destruction.
                Collective security for surety, ye-ah!
    
                Don't forget your history;
                Know your destiny:
                In the abundance of water,
                The fool is thirsty.
                Rat race, 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!    /fadeout/
    
    
                8. JAMMIN'  [Bob Marley]  [12" mix]
    
                Jam, jam, jam, jam, jam, jam, jam, jam, jam, jam!
                We're jam, jam, jam, jam, jam, jam, jam, jam, jam, jam!
    
                Zion!  Ho-o-o-o-oly Mount Zion [heavy echo]
                Jah-Jah sitteth in Mount Zion! [heavy echo]
                And rules all creation, yeah, yeah!  Well, well