Marcus Garvey (Live at Red Rocks, August 10, 1996)

Oh Marcus Garvey words come to pass
Oh Marcus Garvey words come to pass

Can't get no good food to eat
Can't get no money to spend
Can't get no good food to eat
Can't get no money to spend

Come, little one so let me do what I can for you
And you, and you alone
Come, little ones, come
Oh let me do what I can for you, and you alone

He who knows the right thing and do it not
Oh, shall be spanked with many stripes
Weeping and wailing and mourning
Oh you've got yourselves to blame, I tell you
Do right, do right, do right, do right, do right
Do right, do right, do right, do right, do right, do right
I tell you, I tell you to do right
Tell you to do right
Ah do right

Where is Bagawire, he's nowhere around
He can't be found
First betrayer who gave away Marcus Garvey
Son of Satan, false prophesy
Catch them Garvey
Hold them, Marcus hold them
Marcus Garvey, Marcus Garvey, words come to pass

Hold them, hold them, hold them, hold them
Catch them, catch them, catch them, catch them
You hold them, you hold them
You catch them, you catch them
Marcus Marcus Marcus Garvey
Marcus Marcus Marcus Garvey

Marcus monsieur Garvey
Marcus monsieur Garvey
Marcus monsieur Garvey
Marcus monsieur Garvey
Mister, mister, mister Garvey
Mister, mister, mister Garvey

You hold them, you hold them
You catch them, you catch them
You hold them, you hold them Marcus
You catch them, you catch them
Hold them, hold them, hold them, hold them
Catch them, catch them, catch them, catch them
You hold them, you hold them Garvey
You catch them, you catch them

You hold them, you hold them Garvey
You catch them, you catch them
Hold them, hold them, hold them, hold them
Catch them, catch them, catch them, catch them
You hold them, you hold them
And when you've catch them, you catch them
Mister Garvey, Marcus Garvey
Monsieur Garvey



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Writer(s): Winston Rodney, Phillip Fullwood
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