paroles de chanson Rock Children - Jimmy Cliff

Mek we rock children to the music of Creator
Eeeeeh mek we rock children to the music of the ghetto yeah
Don't you sit and cry
Little darling, dry your eyes, I say
Come down off the shelf
Come lively up yourself, my friend
We nuh have no bread
But we nuh go dead
For the blessing of the Father will fall on his children
Mek we rock children to the music of Creator yeah
Say mek we rock children to the music of the ghetto yeah
Cost of living high
Soon reach the sky
Wha we a-go do
The rich man dem a-ball
So wha we fe say
Down here in the ghetto
We nuh have no bread
But we nuh go dead
For the blessing of the Father will fall on His children
Rock rock rock children to the music of the ghetto yeah, oh yeah
Mek we rock children to the music of creator yeah
Mek we rock children to the music of the ghetto yeah
We nuh have no bread but we nuh go dead
Say mek we rock rock rock children to the music of creator oh yes oh oh yes oh yes oh yes
Cost of living is so high
Soon touch the sky now
Mek we rock children to the music of the ghetto.