400 Years

Four hundred years

Four hundred years, four hundred years, whoa, whoa

And it's the same, the same philosophy

I've said it's four hundred years

Four hundred years, four hundred years, whoa, whoa

Look how long and, the people, they still can't see

Why do they fight against

Fight against

The poor youth of the day?

And without these youths, they would be gone all gone astray

Without these youths, ah, astray

Come on, let's make a move

Make a move, make a move

I can see time, time has come

Whoa, whoa

And if a fools don't see

Fools don't see, fools don't see, whoa, whoa

I can't save the youth, the youth is gonna be strong

So won't you come with me?

Come with me

I'll take you to a land of liberty

Where we can live

Where we can live

Live a good, good life

And be free

Look how long, four hundred years

Four hundred years, four hundred years, whoa, whoa

Way too long and the people, my people can't see

Said, it's four hundred long years

Four hundred years, four hundred years, whoa, whoa

Give me patience, same philosophy

It's been four hundred years

Four hundred years, four hundred years, whoa, whoa

Wait so long

Look how long, four hundred long long years

Four hundred years, four hundred years, whoa