See you in the morning as the sun rise,
It's just another day, for you to realize,
The time is dread, oh, Rasta Children.
If you stay in these corners,
They kill you with tax I say.
I rather to be, where the grass is green always,
Sitting under a tree.
Where there's a running stream, yea!
Yet never the less, it's because of the situation,
Why we find ourselves, down here inna Babylon.
And I know, we nah go bow down low.
And I know, we nah go bow down low.

For, high seat kill Miss Thomas' puss,
And the greedy dog, lose the bone.
Just can't find the way to come home,
For as he was crossing the bridge,
So then he looked down in the waters,
And he saw his shadow,
And he opened his mouth,
And his bone fell out.
So when he opened his mouth,
Then his bone fell out, so long.

(..)

I see kill Miss Thomas pus.
And the greedy dog, lose the bone.
Just can't find the way to come home,
For as he was crossing the bridge,
So then he looked down in the waters,
And he saw his shadow,
And he opened his mouth,
And his bone fell out.
So when he opened his mouth,
Then his bone fell out, so long.

See you in the morning as the sun rise,
It's just another day, for you to realize,
The time is dread, oh, Rasta Children.
If you stay in these corners,
They kill you with tax I say.
I rather to be, where the grass is green always,
Sitting under a tree.
Where there's a running stream, yea!
Yet never the less, it's because of the situation,
Why we find ourselves, down here inna Babylon.
And I know, we nah go bow down low.
And I know, we nah go bow down low.
And I know, we nah go bow down low.
And I know, we nah go bow down low.

No, no, no, no, no, no,
Nah go bown down low.
No, no, no, no, no, no,
Nah go bown down low.
(..)