Downpressor Songtext
von Bob Marley
Downpressor Songtext
Mercy on judgment, Lord
Mercy on judgment, Lord
Mercy on judgment, Lord
Ohh, along that day, sad day
Downpressor man, where you gonna run to?
Tell me, downpressor man, where you gonna run to?
Downpressor man, where you gonna run to?
Ohh, along that day, along that day
You run to the rocks, rocks will be melting, man
When you run to the rocks, the rocks will be melting, so run
When you run to the rocks, rocks will be melting
Ohh, along that day, sad day for you
Ohh, when you gonna run to the sea, the sea will be boiling
When you run to the sea, the sea will be boiling
Run to the sea, the sea will be boiling
Ohh, along that day, that day
So, you gonna run to the Lord, ohh, what you hidin′
Run to the Lord, Lord, what you hidin'?
Run to the Lord, Lord, what you hidin′?
Ohh, along that day, sad day for you, man
Mercy on judgment, Lord
Mercy on judgment, Lord
I said, mercy on judgment, Lord
Ohh, along that day
I wouldn't like to be a plea, in your color, man
Wouldn't like to be a plea, in your color, man
I wouldn′t like to be a plea, in your color, man
Ohh, along that day
You get a run but the being′s high
Mercy on judgment, Lord
Mercy on judgment, Lord
Ohh, along that day, sad day
Downpressor man, where you gonna run to?
Tell me, downpressor man, where you gonna run to?
Downpressor man, where you gonna run to?
Ohh, along that day, along that day
You run to the rocks, rocks will be melting, man
When you run to the rocks, the rocks will be melting, so run
When you run to the rocks, rocks will be melting
Ohh, along that day, sad day for you
Ohh, when you gonna run to the sea, the sea will be boiling
When you run to the sea, the sea will be boiling
Run to the sea, the sea will be boiling
Ohh, along that day, that day
So, you gonna run to the Lord, ohh, what you hidin′
Run to the Lord, Lord, what you hidin'?
Run to the Lord, Lord, what you hidin′?
Ohh, along that day, sad day for you, man
Mercy on judgment, Lord
Mercy on judgment, Lord
I said, mercy on judgment, Lord
Ohh, along that day
I wouldn't like to be a plea, in your color, man
Wouldn't like to be a plea, in your color, man
I wouldn′t like to be a plea, in your color, man
Ohh, along that day
You get a run but the being′s high
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