Trench Town - Bob Marley

(Scoop, scoop, scoop, scoo-doo;

Scoop, scoop wa-doo.)

Up a cane river to wash my dread;

Upon a rock I rest my head.

There I vision through the seas of oppression, oh-oo-wo!

Don’t make my life a prison.

We come from Trench Town, Trench Town (Trenchtown) —

Most of them come from Trench Town.

We free the people with music (sweet music);

Can we free the people with music (sweet music)?

Can we free our people with music?

— With music,

With music, oh music!

Oh-y, my head,

In desolate places we’ll find our bread,

And everyone see what’s taking place, oh-oo-wo!

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Another page in history.

We come from Trench Town,

Come from Trench Town;

We come from Trench Town.

Lord we free the people with music (sweet music);

We free the people with music (sweet music);

We free our people with music,

With music, oh music (oh music)!

They say it’s hard to speak;

They feel so strong to say we are weak;

But through the eyes the love of our people, oh-oo-wo!

They’ve got to repay.

We come from (Trenchtown) Trench Town;

We come from (Trenchtown) Trench Town;

Trench — Trench Town (Trenchtown).

They say, «Can anything good come out of Trench Town?»

(Trench — Trenchtown)

That’s what they say, (Trenchtown);

(Trench — Trenchtown)

Say (Trench — Trenchtown) we’re the underprivileged people,

So (Trenchtown) they keep us in chains:

«Pay (Trench — Trenchtown) — pay — pay tribute to -«(Trenchtown).

We come from (Trench — Trenchtown);

We come from (Trench — Trenchtown);

Just because we come from Trench Town.

Not because we come from Trench Town;

Just because we come from (Trenchtown)

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