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Jah Live
Jah live, children, ye-ah!
Jah, Jah live, children, yeah!
Jah live, children, ye-ah!
Jah, Jah live, children, yeah!
The truth is an offense,
But not a sin.
Is he who laugh last,
Children, is he who win.
Is a foolish dog
Bark at a flying bird.
One sheep a-must learn, children,
To respect the shepherd.
Jah live, children, ye-ah!
Jah, Jah live, children, yeah!
Jah live, children, ye-ah-ah-ah!
Jah, Jah live, children, yeah! Jah!
Fools say in their heart,
"Rasta, your god is dead!"
But I'n'I know:
Jah, Jah Dread;
It shall be Dreader Dread.
Jah live, children, ye-ah!
Jah, Jah live, children, yeah!
Jah live, children, ye-ah!
Jah, Jah live, children, yeah!
Let Jah arise
Now that the enemies are scattered!
Let Jah arise
The enemies, the enemies are scattered.
Jah live, children, ye-ah!
Jah, Jah live, ooh!, children, yeah!
Jah live, children, ye-ah!
Jah, Jah live, children, yeah!