paroles de chanson Bongo Red - The Gladiators

I-man don't like to get mix up (mix up)
By pushing me mouth in something I can't prove (no, no, no)
I-man don't take hearsay (hearsay)
Dem kind of things bring mix up (mix up)
I-man no say what next man say (what next man say)
I like to prove things for I-self (for I-self)

So I take a walk from 6th street
Trying to prove something
Going to the bottom of 8th street
From corner to corner you can hear
Yes, the youths dem a shout
Natty dread, yes them dread
Natty dread, natty roots
Natty cool
Yes them dread
For they stand up in Babylon
Natty dread, natty roots
Natty cool, (congo natty dread)
Yes them dread
For they stand up in Babylon

So I take a walk from 6th street
Trying to prove something
Going to the bottom of 8th street
From corner to corner you could hear
Yes, the youths dem a shout

Natty dread, yes them dread
Natty dread, natty roots
Natty cool, (cool-cool natty dread)
Yes them dread
For they stand up in Babylon
Natty dread, natty roots
Natty cool, (congo natty dread)
Yes them dread
For they stand up in Babylon

Natty dread, natty roots
Natty cool, (cool-cool natty dread)
Yes them dread
For they stand up in Babylon
Natty dread, natty roots
Natty cool, (congo natty dread)
Yes them dread
For they stand up in Babylon