Blood Of The Prophet

Rachel mourns for her children

They have killed the prophet

And burned down the altar

Oh, what a slaughter

The blood of the prophet

Is on the shoulder of Babylon

Oh, what a woeful situation

But I and I and I and I and I and I and I

Have done no wrong

I said I and I and I and I and I and I and I

Have done no wrong

Natty set forth of the purpose of the Earth

And cry unto Jah

Oh, natty weep for liberation

To be repatriated from the bondage of Babylon

Oh, what a woeful situation

'Cause I and I and I and I and I and I and I

Have done no wrong

Have done no wrong

I said I and I and I and I and I and I and I

Have done no wrong

So fret not, natty fret not

Because of evil doers

'Cause I and I and I and I and I and I and I

Have done no wrong

Have done no wrong

I said I and I and I and I and I and I and I

Have done no wrong

Have done no wrong

I won't be no careless Ethiopian

To go down in the abyss with Babylon

'Cause I and I and I and I and I and I and I

Have done no wrong