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A big question posed to me daily on the street
Many want to know the reason why
I am a rastaman
Many people see I, many people ask I
Why am i a rastaman?
Many people see I, many people ask
Why am i a rastaman?
It's because of the Babylon and the situation
It's because of the Babylon and the situation
When I was a boy about 8 years old
There was a certain rastaman
And he love all the childen
And he treated us like a man
Even the little children that no one cares for
He called up everyone
And he gave us fruit and treated everyone
With a special love
Many people see I, many people ask I
Why am I a rastaman?
For he taught I the love
To give to everyone
Many people see I, many people ask I
Why am I a rastaman?
There is no better way to express my love
To each and everyone
One Saturday morning
A special thing happened to this man
Here come Mr Babylon
He take away the rastaman
To the root of Him herb and the meat of Him fruit
And throw it in a van
And straight up brother for a trillion years
I never see the rastaman
They took him to general penitentiary
And then send him back as a valid man
But that could not change him his mind was not in prison
Was only his body man
Many people see I, many people ask I
Why am I a rastaman?
No matter what the battle be
I still have Jah in my hand
Many people see I, many people ask I
Why am I a rastaman?
How sweet the name of Jah Jah sound
To every righteous rastaman
And the same old rastaman
Told me pounds, shillings and things
Would come out of circulation
And we would use a true bird, man
And i have seen, seven years after that
It was no use man
Donkey, horses and cross keeper
Trodding upon he a penny man
Everyone see I
Everyone ask I
Why am I a Rastaman?
I'm here to prove and to testify about prophecy
Everyone who see I, Everyone ask I
Why am I a Rastaman?
John the Baptist, Marcus Garvey and Christ –
They was a Rastaman
Everyone see I
Everyone ask I
Why am I a Rastaman?
I vowed the vow of a Nazarite and I can´t be no otherwise man
Everyone see I
Everyone ask I
Why am I a Rastaman?
I love my brothers and I sisters and I can not give up a tall man
Brother Brown, brother Chris, brother John, brothers stand up Man
I use to hear them beat the drums and sing
there in the forest land.
Everyone see I
Everyone ask I
Why am I a Rastaman?
I love the beat of the Nyahbinghi that call the creation
Everyone see I
Everyone ask I...
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