Victory

Inna this a time, inna this a movement
Poor people struggle
Poor people struggle

Vict'ry, vict'ry, yes
Yes, we got to have a vict'ry
Vict'ry, vict'ry
For you and me

The people are suffering, the children are crying
When will someone give us a hand?
The pressure is getting higher and much stronger
And poor people can't take it longer, woy

Vict'ry, vict'ry, woy, yes
We got to have a vict'ry, woy
Vict'ry, oh, vict'ry, Lord, woy
We got to have a vict'ry

So many without a roof over their head
While some use cardboards for their bed
Seven time rise and seven time fall
Still we won't quit 'til our back against the wall

Vict'ry, got to have a vict'ry, woy
You and me, woy
Vict'ry, vict'ry
Yes, we got to have a vict'ry

The Father see and He knows
How the runnings goes
Why they choose to treat us so bad?
It seem as if they lost the love they had, woy

Vict'ry, got to have a vict'ry, woy
For you and me, woy
A vict'ry, got to have a vict'ry, woy
For you and me

The people are suffering, the children are crying
When will someone give a hand?
The pressure is getting higher and much stronger
The people can't take it no longer

Got to have a vict'ry, a vict'ry
For you and me, woy
A vict'ry, got to have a vict'ry, Lord
For you and me

Place like South Africa
Place like America
Place like England, ooh-wee
Place like Jamaica, oh Lord
Place like Canada, ooh-wee
And both ya side

We got to have a vict'ry, a vict'ry
For you and me, must you got a vict'ry?
Got to have a vict'ry for you and me, woy
A vict'ry, a vict'ry
For you and me

The Father see and He knows
How the runnings goes
Why they treat us so bad?
It's like they lost the love they had, woy

A vict'ry, got to have a vict'ry
For you and me, must you have them vict'ry?
Got to have them vict'ry for you and me
I pray, got this vict'ry, haffi got them vict'ry
For you and me

Bom-diddley-diddley, woy, woy
Vict'ry must flow, woy

Vict'ry, got to have a vict'ry
For you and me, woy
Vict'ry, vict'ry
For you and me, woy
Vict'ry, vict'ry
For you and me, woy
Vict'ry

'Cause the Father see and He knows
How the runnings goes
Why should they treat us so bad?
It's like they lost the love they had, woy

A vict'ry, got to have a vict'ry, woy
For you and me, yes
A vict'ry, we must have a vict'ry, woy
For you and me

Poor people struggle, ooh
Poor people struggle, ooh
The poor man cry
The poor man cry
Tell me why, woy
Vict'ry, got to have a vict'ry, woy