歌词

I am a H2 worka Comin' from de island of Jamaica I am a H2 worka Cuttin' cane inna Florida Workin' suh hard in de burnin' sun Wonderin' if slavery really dun I'm workin. workin' Workin' on yuh cane field still Workin', workin' Workin' for yuh meager dolla bill Suh don't bite de hands dat feed yuh I have dreams like you to Don't treat mi like I'm a slave here Jus' ghey mi a wage dat is fare I am a H2 worka Pickin' apple inna Florida I am a H2 worka Hopin' dat tings will be betta Suh don't teck mi fi granted and pass mi Like is only yuh cane and apple yuh si Don't teck it fi joke an' run mi Den sen to mi govament fi more a wi Dis is not slavery, jus' poverty Talkin' to democracy Betta yuh did sen mi to war Den a woulda si at a fitin' for Jus' de needy, talkin' to de greedy Jus' de goodness, of de restless Wantin' to make a betta life For mi children and wife Suh a com to yuh lan to help yuh To help mi, to help wi Dis is not slavery, jus' poverty Wantin' democracy Suh don't bite de hands dat feed yuh I have dreams like you to Don't teck mi situation fi weakness Don't even tink dat I am helpless A gettin' restless Workin' on yuh cane field still. I'm workin', workin' Workin' on yuh cane field still.
Writer(s): Allan Hope, Mutabaruka Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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