Rastafarian Folk Song

This is a Rastafarian folk song Dedicated to the world's first hippie Hail Jah Rastafari Hail Jah Rastafari (Ahh, say the words, ahh, speak the words, speak the Words) Behold how good and how pleasant it is (Praise be, praise be) For brethren to dwell together in unity (Yes, Oh, praise to be to Rasta, true words brother, Say the words, true words, say the words, lord, say the words) It is like the precious ointment upon the head Which runneth down to the beard (Oh, Oh, Oh,) Even I-Man's beard That went down to the skirt of I-Man's garments (Praise, praise Rastafari, peace, peace and love) When I was a scar faced man Everybody know be me name Now I am a bearded man Nobody know be me name Allah, Allah, Allah Allah Jah Everybody know be me name Only Babylon and them Could never know be me name Speak brother Peace and love is the message Rastafari is bringing you this message Yes We don't need a Rastafari Everybody know be me name Kings of kings and lords of lords Would I ever know be me name Allah, Allah, Allah Allah Jah Everybody know be me name Only Babylon and them Could ever know be me name Yes Peace, peace my friend Rastafari is bringing this message Power to the people, power to the people And right on, right on Allah, Allah, Allah Allah Jah Everybody know be me name Only Babylon and them Could ever know be me name Allah, Allah, Allah Allah Jah Everybody know be me name Kings of kings and lords if lords Could ever know be me name