Tired Fe Lick Weed In A Bush

Jacob Miller

Composição de: Jacob Miller/Roger Lewis
Ooh, now, want to be free.... 

Tired fe lick weed in a bush 
Tired fe lick pipe in a gully 
We want to come out in the open 
Where the breeze can blow it so far away 
To the north, to the south, 
To the eas', an' to the wes' , to the wes' 
Talkin' about Jonestown, Trenchtown, concrete jungle, too 
From Waterhouse, that's the wes', that's the bes' ,that's the wes' 

From St.Ann's it comes to you 
The best kali weed you ever drew 
So why should you run and hide 
From the red seam, the blue seam, the khaki clothes, too, hmm 

Tired fe lick weed in a bush 
Tired fe lick chillum in a gully 
We want to come out in the open 
Where the breeze can blow it so far away 
To the north, to the south, 
To the eas', an' to the wes' , to the wes', ooh now 

We want, we want to be free.... 

From St.Ann's.... [etc.]
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