The Rastaman

Where are all the Rastaman
That used to be down here in Babylon?
Where are all the Rastaman
That used to beat their drums? Oh yeah
Where are all the Rastaman
That even used to till the soil?
And preach to us for awhile
Down here in Babylon
Where are all the Rastaman
That used to walk the woods?
And have a little talk now and then
Even as we should, oh yeah
Where are all the Rastaman
That used to build our schools?
And teach the children rights
Down here in Babylon
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And teach the children rights
Down here in Babylon
Where are all the Rastaman
That used to stand upright?
With their staff in their hands
Preaching to the leaders
Where are all the Rastaman
That used to till the soil?
And feed our nation, Lord
Down here in Babylon
And teach the children rights
Down here in Babylon
And lead our nation, Lord
Down here in Babylon



Credits
Writer(s): Joseph Constantine Hill
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