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CULTURE The axe man have left the root of the tree and it is fruitless Where the tree falls There shall it lie until judgement take its course, Mass a God Where the tree falls There shall it lie until judgement take its course Dog safe to sit down and stretch out its tail too long. Dirty nigga will mash it. Every little thing you do too progressive None ambitious people crush it Them nuh have no ambition at all Where the tree falls There shall it lie until judgement take its course Fuitless trees must be yewn down Where the tree falls There shall it lie until judgement take its course And me hear Mr. Vally Him a chat seh Since brother Bob dead, reggae music gone down But I have story for the youth But as long as bitter belly Joseph Hill is alive Reggae music is alive! (You know what kill me man?) When I look around me I saw death stole away My brother Dennis Brown I'm crying, but we will carry on Where the tree falls There shall it lie until judgement take its course Don't watch me, watch yourselves! Where the tree falls There shall it lie until judgement take its course Not everything good fi eat sometime Old time people say "Good fe talk" And the same stone that the builder refused in the morning Becomes the head cornerstone And new king sit upon the throne Hey, where the tree falls Hey, there shall it lie until judgement take its course Root of all immoral laws Where the tree falls There shall it lie until judgement take its course (You know something?) Marcus Garvey say all immoral laws Must be disobeyed And no powers shall make me bow down to the laws Oh, no little faggot! (Forgot that! Man, not I!) For where the tree falls There shall it lie until judgement take its course Whether you a tomato or you a cedar Where the tree falls There shall it lie until judgement take its course We gonna rode little chariot, old little chariot a g'waan Mek reggae music g'waan And who's here will stay here And who fi gone, is already gone Lift up your red pearly gates Where the tree falls There shall it lie until judgement take its course Keep on preying with me, my brother Where the tree falls There shall it lie until judgement take its course
Writer(s): Joseph Hill, Joseph Constantine Hill Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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