Streets Of Gold

I had a vision last night
That I was walking on a street of pure gold
The street that I saw
Is where I and I should have been
But not until we stand up, fight for our rights

Dreadlocks the time is now
Stand up fight for your rights
Or you ain't gonna get your culture man
Roots natty, don't give up - hold on

If I am wrong
Be not afraid to say so
Is there any difference between black and white? oh no
We are all of one skin
Same blood, same soul
But there are some who think
Dreadlocks don't count

Dreadlocks the time is now...



Credits
Writer(s): Albert Washington Griffiths
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