Текст песни Giving a Helping Hand (Acoustic Version) - Duane Stephenson

Life in a dream, a dream, a dream, a dream, a dream

In a perfect world every man was free
No violence never deh pon TV
Every youth a go a school, di shottas dem cool
No unrest never dung a TG
August Town was calm, we a chill unda di palm
A flowers alone a grow a Tambourine Farm
Joey Land dem was back in the news
But this time we would a change our views

Cause he was seen giving a helping hand
Helping his brother out, giving a helping hand
Helping a sister out, giving a helping hand, yeah, yeah
He was seen giving a helping hand

There were no borders, no fences, no green card pon entries
Nobody lay riddled wid no bullet inna di trenches
Southside was the best side, youths a hang out wid di Westside
There was peace inna Spanish Town
There was order, no clans, no Spanglers, no gangs
Just the People's National Labour Party
So the people coulda never be confused
So this time we would a change our views

Cause we were all giving a helping hand
Helping our brothers out, giving a helping hand
Helping a sister out, giving a helping hand, yeah, yeah
Cause we were all giving a helping hand

Life in a dream, a dream, a dream, a dream, a dream
Life in a dream, a dream, a dream, a dream, a dream
Life in a dream, a dream, a dream, a dream, a dream
Life in a dream, a dream, a dream, a dream, a dream

Iyah Cure was free, reflecting with me
On the life that we lived before
There were no youth man on the corner smoking coke
Just marijuana viewing life as it ought to be
The politicians were kind, with a brand new state of mind
Making sure everything was fine
Well the people live in love, giving praises up above
And the music, well the music played on

Giving a helping hand
Helping our brother out, giving a helping hand
Helping a sister out, giving a helping hand, yeah, yeah
We were all giving a helping hand
And we were all giving a helping hand
Helping a sister out, giving a helping hand, yeah, yeah
Cause we were all giving a helping hand

In a perfect world every man was free
No violence never deh pon TV
Every youth a go a school, di shottas dem cool
No unrest never dung a TG
August Town was calm, we a chill unda di palm
A flowers alone a grow a Tambourine Farm
Joey Land dem was back in the news
But this time we would a change our views