Bb                   C
Deeper, Rasta should be deeper
     Dm
You must care about the people
   Bb                   C
Deeper, Rasta should be deeper
      Dm
I'm my brothers keeper
   Bb                C
Deeper, Rasta should be deeper
      Dm
Got to wear Khaki and turban everyday

     Bb                                  C
It's more than the turban, more than the robe and more then the natty hair
              Dm
It's much, much more than to say Selassie Marcus I
    Bb                                      C
Me no do this fi image, me no mimic me na do this fi fame
            Dm
Go and tell them Kelly him na do this material game
    Bb                              C
Never call them self Rasta they should be ashamed
           Dm
Call king Selassie name in vain tell them it's no game
       Bb                       C
Dem a wolf, dem a wolf so mi si dem spiraling down
       Dm
Kelly a rock of Gibraltar standing firm on solid ground

  Bb                   C
Deeper, Rasta should be deeper
     Dm
You must care about the people
   Bb                   C
Deeper, Rasta should be deeper
      Dm
I'm my brothers keeper
   Bb                C
Deeper, Rasta should be deeper
      Dm
Got to wear Khaki and turban everyday

    Bb                       C
Ever so humble mi na groumble mi so satisfied
          Dm
With the little gift that Jah-Jah give to I&I
      Bb                    C
Heights, green and gold Jah in control
         Dm
Promised land is there for I, beauty behold
       Bb                         C
So Rasta dont you differ, stand firm and don't you quiver
          Dm
King Sellasie I almighty will deliver
     Bb                   C
Touch not along the night and dont you defy
           Dm
And your work must be pure in Jah-Jahs eyes

  Bb                   C
Deeper, Rasta should be deeper
     Dm
You must care about the people
   Bb                   C
Deeper, Rasta should be deeper
      Dm
I'm my brothers keeper
   Bb                C
Deeper, Rasta should be deeper
      Dm
Got to wear Khaki and turban everyday

    Bb                                 C
You see di elders dem said it must be turning im dem grave
      Dm
Just to see how dem a younger Ras behave
    Bb                         C
Jah will shout til dem deaf who do most is left
         Dm
Remember I said the road to zion is one way
    Bb                         C
Some live in a glass house and still throwing stones
      Dm
All dem boys and liars Rasta broke it down
    Bb                        C
As long as the king sit upon the throne 
    Dm
Rastaman is never on his own

  Bb                   C
Deeper, Rasta should be deeper
     Dm
You must care about the people
   Bb                   C
Deeper, Rasta should be deeper
      Dm
I'm my brothers keeper
   Bb                C
Deeper, Rasta should be deeper
      Dm
Got to wear Khaki and turban everyday