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Rastaman. Businessman. Preacher man. Island man. Poetry man. Reggae recording artist Taj Weekes plays many roles, but chief among them is the role of story
Song Info
Genre
World • Reggae
Charts
Peak #217
Peak in subgenre #34
Author
taj weekes
Rights
tajtunes (ASCAP) / jatta entertainment 2005
Uploaded
July 03, 2005
Track Files
MP3
MP3 7.4 MB • 128 kbps • 0:00
Lyrics
Looked out of my window and into the street got no money in my pocket no food to eat cry out for a hand but no one will hear this be my burden lord then I shall bear hurts me I hate it this is my life hurts me I hate it I’ll pay the price pockets of hope a suitcase of dreams my only redemption from life it seems strumming so hard hope wears thin my dreams are worn by the cold night wind bow abide in strength relieve me arches sorely grieve me bow abide in strength relieve me arches everywhere two lights are gleaming in the cold Rasta hesitates which way to grow one is a cottage lantern the other a ray my destiny seems a million miles away bow abide in strength relieve me arches sorely grieve me bow abide in strength relieve me arches everywhere
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