Una excellent cançó, molt similar a ´Trenchtown´. Sembla inèdita fora de Jamaica.

"Se n´anàven a Bull Bay fer una hora de correguda, Skill Cole i bob encapçalant-los. A cops pujàven amunt del pujol fins al grandiós salt d´aigua de Cane River. Bob s´arrencava els vestits fumants de transpiració i cabussava, en calçotets en l´aigua gelada. Els joves lleons rentàven llargament llurs locks en l´aigua clara de la riera, i passàven moments extàtics a esbaldir-los sota la cascada".
Bob Marley, Roger Stephens, p148


So I rest my weary head
take a catch upon your p...(?)
There I sweem to the seas of oppression
all i see is prison

give me Trench Town
give me Trench Town
give me Trench Town

We free the people with music
we free the people with music
we free our people with music
With music, music, oh music

So i say it´s hard to speak
feel so straight (?) to say i´m weak
how our love is taking place (?)
find a place in history (?)

So give me Trench Town
give me Trench Town
give me Trench Town

We free the people with music
We free the people with music
We free the people with music
With music, music, oh music

my head,
in desolate places i find my bread
through the people of my people/truly love for my people (?)
They´ve got to repay

So give me, eh
give me, Trench Town
why/wai?
we free the world with music, yes
we free the world with music
we free the world with music, one more
we free the world with music, four more
we free the world with music
we free the world with music
we free the world with music

give me Trench Town
give me Trench Town
give me Trench Town
give me Trench Town
give me Trench Town
give me
you give me