Текст песни Rebel Music - The Wailers , Bob Marley

Yeah!
Never get caught in a roadblock
And tell the Mr. Police that
I ain't got no birth
Certificate right here
Oh, why can't we roam
This open country?
(open country)
Oh, why can't we be what we wanna be?
We want to be free, yeah (wanna be free)
Three o'clock in the rain
Roadblock curfew
And I've got to throw away
Yes, I've got to throw away
A-yes, I, I've got to throw away
My little herb stock! (do-do-do-do-do)
Oh, I, I'm tellin' you
It's a rebel music
Oh, I, I'm glad to say
Rebel music
Oh, take my soul
Oh, and suss and suss me out (suss me out) yeah
Check my life, oh, oh
If I am in doubt, yeah
(If I'm in doubt)
If I'm in doubt
Three o'clock in the rain
And a roadblock, lord
And I a-say
And hey, mr. cop
I ain't got no-
Herb
Hey, Mr. Cop
What you saying down there?
Hey
Hey Mr. Cop, got no birth cerfaticate on me now (do-do-do-do-do)
Oh, I, I'm tellin' you
It's a rebel music
Oh, I, I'm glad to say
Rebel music
Oh, I, I'm tellin' you
It's a rebel music
Oh, I, I'm glad to say
Rebel music