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I can remember the good old days
What you say? can you remember?
But now the children in the ghetto want food to eat
The people on the street want somewhere to sleep
Help them lord
The children in the ghetto want food to eat
The people on the street want somewhere to sleep
Help them lord
Help them lord, help them lord
But I say, you can't blame the youth them
Maybe some of the time
But you can't blame the youth them
They are victims of poverty, yeah
They are victims of poverty, yeah
But the natty dread will hang on in there
We nah lay go
Hang on, hang on in there
We can't lay go
Hang on, hang on in there
We nah lay go
Hang on, hang on in there
Times gets so hard everyone's going crazy
And the youth them thinking about taking off their arms again
Because you bound us here in poverty, yeah
I said you hold us here in captivity
Everywhere we turn it's another story
I say, and everywhere we turn it's another story
But the natty dread will hang on in there
We nah lay go
We can't lay go
We nah lay go
We can't lay go
We nah lay go
We can't lay go
Wake up, wake up, wake up at 6 am
No one wants to be their friends
Is it because they don't wear no shoes
Make you don't like them?
Is it because they ain't got no clues?
Every time I see your face you're smiling
And your leadership on the runt is a big disgrace
But the natty dread will hang on in there
We nah lay go
We nah lay go
We never, never, we nah lay go
We can't lay go
Never lay go
But we got to dread hang on in there
We nah lay go
We can't lay go
We nah lay go
We can't lay go
We nah lay go
We can't lay go
We nah
The children in the ghetto want food to eat
The people on the street want somewhere to sleep
Help them, Mr. Big Man, Mr. Big Man
The children in the ghetto want food to eat
The people on the street got nowhere to sleep
Help them, Mr. Big Man, Mr. Big Man
But I say, you can't blame the youth them
You can't blame the youth them
Go on and give me again
You can't blame the youth them
No you can't, President
You can't blame the youth them
They are veterans of your poverty now
They are victims of your captivity
They are victims of your poverty now
They are victims of your captivity
But the natty dread hang on in there
Say we nah lay go
We never lay go
Say we nah lay go
We never, never lay go
We never, never lay go
Jah, Jah children nah lay go
My Rastaman nah lay go
Black man say we nah lay go
Iyah man say we nah lay go
We hang on in there
We hang on, hang on in there
We hang on in there
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