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Trenchtown rock (alternative mix)
Marley, Bob
Trench Town és el barri on vivia Marley a la primeria a Kingston.
Versió alternativa de final de 1971 pareguda a Songs of Freedom


One good thing about music, when it hits ya (you feel no pain);
Wo-wo-wo, I say: One good thing about music, when it hits ya
(you feel no pain):
Hit me with music, yeah! Hit me with music now!

This is: (Trenchtown Rock) Donīt watch that!
(Trenchtown Rock) Big fish or sprat now!
(Trenchtown rock) You reap what you sow.
(Trenchtown Rock) And only Jah-Jah know.
(Trenchtown Rock) I never turn my back.
(Trenchtown Rock) I give the slum a try.
(Trenchtown Rock) I never let the children cry,
(Trenchtown Rock) īCause you got to tell Jah - Jah why.
(Groovinī) Itīs Kingston 12;
(Groovinī) Itīs Kingston 12;
(Groovinī) Itīs Kingston 12, now;
(Groovinī) Itīs Kingston 12.
(No want you fe galang so), oh no!
(No want you fe galang so), scaba-dip, scaba!
(You want come cold I up), scaba-diba-dip! Scaba-dip, scaba-dip!
(But you canīt come cold I up)
Wo - wo - wo, Iīm a groover,
And the world know by now, now, now, now, now, now, now, now, yīall!
Oh now, I say: you feel no pain now;
One good thing about music
When it hits ya (you feel no pain) - feel no pain:
Hit me with music, now - wo now!
Hit me with music now!
Hit me with music!) īArder! Brutalize me!
(Hit me with music!)

This is: (Trenchtown Rock) I say donīt watch that,
(Trenchtown Rock) If you are big fish or sprat;
(Trenchtown Rock) You reap what you sow -
(Trenchtown Rock) I - everyone know now
(Trenchtown Rock) Donīt turn your back!
(Trenchtown Rock) I say, give a slum a try;
(Trenchtown Rock) Never let the children cry
(Trenchtown Rock) Or you got to tell Jah - Jah why.
(Groovinī) Itīs Kingston 12;
(Groovinī) Itīs Kingston 12;
(Groovinī) I said, itīs Kingston 12 now!
(Groovinī) Wo - wo - wo - wo, itīs Kingston 12.
(No want you fe galang so) Since I told you that
(No want you fe galang so) We should live with love.
(You want come cold I up) And I donīt do that ...
(But you canīt come cold I up) I look da now!
And then itīs Kingston 12. Uh!

Good God, look a-here now! (you feel no pain) Uh!
Hit me with music, yeah! Come on! (Hit me with music)
(Hit me with music), oh my brother! (Hit me with music) Brutalize me!
(Hit me with music!) Oh hurt me! (Hit me with music)
We can trash this ourselves!
(Hit me with music)
(Trenchtown Rock) Donīt call no cop!
(Trenchtown Rock) We can trash things ourselves!
(Trenchtown Rock) Got no stacks on no shelves!
But let me tell ya, behave yourselves!
(Trenchtown Rock)