
Where the Tree Falls Culture
На этой странице вы найдете полный текст песни "Where the Tree Falls" от Culture. Lyrxo предлагает вам самый полный и точный текст этой композиции без лишних отвлекающих факторов. Узнайте все куплеты и припев, чтобы лучше понять любимую песню и насладиться ею в полной мере. Идеально для фанатов и всех, кто ценит качественную музыку.

The axe man have left the root of the tree
And it is fruitless
Where the tree falls
There shall it lie until Judgement take its course, Massa God
Where the tree falls, hmm
There shall it lie until Judgement take its course, yeah
Dog safe to sit down and stretch out its tail too long
Dirty nigga will mash it
Every little thing you do, too progressive
None ambitious people crush it
Them nuh have no ambition at all
Where the tree falls
There shall it lie until Judgement take its course
Fruitless trees must be hewn down
Where the tree falls
There shall it lie until Judgement take its course
And me hear Mr. Vally him a chat seh
Since brother Bob dead, reggae music gone down
But I have story for the youth
But as long as bitter belly Joseph Hill is alive
Reggae music is alive! (You know what kill me man?)
When I look around me I saw death stole away
My brother Dennis Brown
I'm crying, but we will carry on
And it is fruitless
Where the tree falls
There shall it lie until Judgement take its course, Massa God
Where the tree falls, hmm
There shall it lie until Judgement take its course, yeah
Dog safe to sit down and stretch out its tail too long
Dirty nigga will mash it
Every little thing you do, too progressive
None ambitious people crush it
Them nuh have no ambition at all
Where the tree falls
There shall it lie until Judgement take its course
Fruitless trees must be hewn down
Where the tree falls
There shall it lie until Judgement take its course
And me hear Mr. Vally him a chat seh
Since brother Bob dead, reggae music gone down
But I have story for the youth
But as long as bitter belly Joseph Hill is alive
Reggae music is alive! (You know what kill me man?)
When I look around me I saw death stole away
My brother Dennis Brown
I'm crying, but we will carry on
Комментарии (0)
Минимальная длина комментария — 50 символов.