Natural Mystic

Yeah
Doo-doo, doo, doo, doo
Yeah
Doo-doo, doo, doo, doo

There's a natural mystic blowing through the air
If you listen carefully now, you will hear
It could be the first trumpet, might as well be the last
Many more will have to die, many more will have to cry

Don't ask me why (oh no, oh)
I say, things are not the way they used to be (oh no, oh)
Don't tell no lie
One and all got to face reality now (reality)
Though I try to find the answers to all the questions they ask
Though I know it's impossible to go living through my past
Don't keep them down (oh no, oh)
There's a natural mystic blowing through the air (ooh, ooh)

Yeah
Doo-doo, doo, doo, doo
Yeah
Doo-doo, doo, doo, doo
Yeah
Doo-doo, doo, doo, doo
Yeah
Doo-doo, doo, doo, doo

There's a natural mystic blowing through the air
If you listen carefully now, you will hear
Though I try to find the answers to all the questions they ask
Though I know it's impossible to go living through my past

Don't ask me why
I say, things are not the way they used to be
Don't tell no lie
One and all got to face
Though I try to find the answers to all the questions they ask
Though I know it's impossible to go living through my past
Don't keep them down (oh no, oh)
There's a natural mystic blowing through the air

Yeah
Doo-doo, doo, doo, doo
Yeah
Doo-doo, doo, doo, doo
Yeah
Doo-doo, doo, doo, doo
Yeah
Doo-doo, doo, doo, doo

There's a natural mystic blowing through the air
If you listen carefully now, you will hear
This could be the first trumpet, might as well be the last
Many more will have to die, many more will have to cry

Don't ask me why
Things are not the way they used to be (oh no, oh)
Don't tell no lie
One and all got to face reality now (reality)
Though I try to find the answers to all the questions they ask
Though I know it's impossible to go living through my past
Don't ask me why
Things are not the way they used to be (oh no, oh)

Yeah
Doo-doo, doo, doo, doo
Yeah



Credits
Writer(s): Bob Marley
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