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Sweet Jamaica
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Na-a-a-ah
Yeah, woah
Oh, well, Lord God, yes, yes
Bring back we sweet Jamaica
Too much gun deh 'bout ya
Too much shot a fire
Lord, a too much murder
'Member when Jamaica was so nice
We used to live like inna paradise
We used to care for one another's life
And now di place full of pure bad vibes
Now mi come fi tell mi people, sir
Go pon dem knees, come mek we pray to Jah
'Cause right yah now we need more love out yah
And mek we restore we good culture
Bring back we sweet Jamaica
Too much gun deh 'bout ya
Too much shot a fire
Lord, a too much murder
Bring back we sweet Jamaica
Too much gun deh 'bout ya
Dash dem inna water
Inna di depths of di sea, sir
Remember when everything was groovy
Used to go a dance and go listen Jack Ruby
Tipper Tone and King Attorney
Stirrup, Tavro and Black Harmony
Jah love, Jamaica one more love
Jah love, Jamrock one more love (Well)
Bring back we sweet Jamaica
Too much gun deh 'bout ya
Too much shot a fire
Lord, a too much murder
Bring back we sweet Jamaica
Too much gun deh 'bout ya
Come mek we fling dem 'way, sir
And melt dem down inna fire
We want we elders and we children walk in peace, yes
And all di shooting and blood spilling, it must cease, woah
No more senseless killing
Little children dying for nothing
Time to act, mek we do something
And rid Jamaica of this wicked gun thing
Bring back we sweet Jamaica
Too much gun deh 'bout ya
Too much shot a fire
Lord, a too much murder
Bring back we sweet Jamaica
Too much gun deh 'bout ya
Fling dem inna water
Inna di depths of di sea, sir
After no gunshot now inna Jamdown
Rude boy, tell me where unuh get unuh gun from?
Shooting up man and a kill all woman
Killing all baby weh inna pram-pram
Everyday you wake up it's pure blam-blam
But a weh you a go do when that deh judgement door slam?
People dem a tell you say, you live it 'till you run
You come a talk 'bout you a big area don
You have M16 and a boast with M1
Bring me back me sweet Jamaica
Too much gun deh 'bout ya
Too much shot a fire
Lord, a too much murder
Bring back we sweet Jamaica
Too much gun deh 'bout ya
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